Roll with the PunchesA Poem by SamanthaSweeneyRoll with the Punches Tossing, turning... Because I don’t feel you here. I’m so tired I can’t even sleep. Shuffling and flicking through all the melodies I don’t want to hear; All of the dampened words To find how I feel. But still mourning comes... And that smile is expected on my face. That lowered but curved frown As he walks past. And my mouth tastes so thick As all of these words go forever ignored " Not unheard. My stomach lurches As a punch of tears Knocks me Down. But that’s what fighters do " Roll with the punches. I think I’ve been kicked to the Side In the aftermath of havoc. You see it all passed me... But the screams, the cries Still ring in my ears. I even ignore myself. © 2013 SamanthaSweeneyReviews
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3 Reviews Added on May 18, 2013 Last Updated on May 19, 2013 Tags: reality, life, pain, breavement AuthorSamanthaSweeneyGlasgow, United KingdomAboutEnglish literature student at The University of Glasgow. I started writing when I was about 11-12 (well writing seriously) It's basically all poetry, can't get enough of it. I love writing so.. more..Writing
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