I bask in the world around me
Bathe in the hurt drowning me
I swim through its rivers of pain
Travel its seas, blood-stained
And as I walk its valleys of shame
I'll keep my chin up, untamed
To keep a sane mind, I'll strain
For my chance to cry in the rain.
1 comment:
I think that this poem is sorrow-filled. The poem is well written and haunting.
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