painA Poem by christinapain is like the ocean sometimes the waves crest when you’re not ready so instead of riding the swell, you get slammed by a white wall of pain so much of it that you can’t find air to fill your lungs suddenly you're asphyxiating but sometimes pain comes in soft, low tides and this time you brace yourself for the impact your body buoys and sinks in time with the crest it washes over you all the same but it doesn’t hurt so bad this way suddenly you're treading water you breathe in, and out and you wait for the next one. © 2018 christina |
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Added on July 4, 2018 Last Updated on July 25, 2018 Author
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