Suffering

Suffering

A Poem by Ken Baldwin
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More writing to cope with a morning of pain.

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Morning full of pain,
Hard to keep it together.
Thinking of you helps,
Better than anger.

I want to say I love you,
Not sure I really feel it.
Something to hold onto,
Inside the agony.

You don’t want to hear it,
But please indulge the thought.
Your presence has brought light,
Chasing away the demons.

Striving to fight the darkness,
That which you made smaller.
It is growing again,
Please make it stop.

Searing pain tormenting me,
I can’t fight it alone,
Hold me until its gone.

© 2013 Ken Baldwin


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Added on January 18, 2013
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Ken Baldwin
Ken Baldwin

Fultonham, NY



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A recently turned 40 year old ginger hermit dude that use to HATE writing. Now I'm exploring the various pleasures derived from the thought to words process. Sigh, I hate bios. more..

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