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Inside and out, it became bold
but remained calloused to the core.
I wish you'd suffer no more.
Beautiful eyes say you do.
Beautiful eyes say that's nothing new
for you, you tortured delicate.
In heaven, pain shall be celibate,
but this isn't heaven, it's hell.
You make the hurting ones well
by fertilizing crops in despair.
You suffocate by breathing in air
tainted with carbon dioxide,
left by those starting to die.
You're just a tree with dying roots,
which still stands and bears truth.
When darkness around me seethes,
you are the air I breathe.
Pure is your heart of gold.
Day by day it grows old.
Your heart of gold weighs you down
as you save the swimmers who'd drown.
You have your head under water,
while on your back are hope's daughters.
One hand treads, one holds cups of blood.
Sometimes without warning, we have a flash flood.
They say be careful so the blood won't spill;
god forbid change, it is what kills.
Epistle
All that I have
Loneliness
& me and the reason I wrote the poem
Met him halloween & I GAVE HIM THE POEM & HE READ IT because he's sweet
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It’s impossible to tell how much personal pain one prepares to go through, when they yearn to change the world around them. Hell, it’s perhaps the toughest part to face your critics and detractors, the latter of whom only wish to see you crack under the intense pressure they put you under. Bullying, name-calling, etc.; the only way they can prosper, sadly.
For the certain ways you’ve expressed areas of the poem (for example, the concept of honesty suffering a slow death, comparisons of light and darkness, and the heaviness of a heart as kind and caring as your hero’s, you deserve some merit. And in the last two lines you express what has to be an unquestionable truth; that perhaps our stubborn nature will be the thing to hold us back for generations to come.
It’s rare to come across one who’d sacrifice everything to save or help another, and you’ve expressed that in this nice little poem of yours. Fine writing, keep up the effort! 