Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

An Understanding

We understand that stress kills you.

We’re here to help.

It doesn’t mean you can relax.

 

We understand that you don’t know how to communicate.

We’re accommodating.

It doesn’t mean you’re exempt from interaction.

 

We understand.

It doesn’t mean you can escape.

Request permission to use this poem
Written by
hank-desroches
Published
May 10, 2012
Lines·Words
8·42
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell hank-desroches how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write