As I swallowed my miseries,
the pain consumed me,
the weakness nipped my heels,
I felt fear.
As I sat in the hospital bed,
the ocean drained my sorrows,
the needle pierced my soul,
I felt weakness.
As I closed my eyes in group therapy,
the sins of others spoke to me,
the sins of myself consumed me,
I felt nothing.
But as I sat in the caged courtyard,
the wind embraced me,
the sun caressed me,
I felt peace.
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 3:40 PM UTC
As I swallowed my miseries,
the pain consumed me,
the weakness nipped my heels,
I felt fear.
As I sat in the hospital bed,
the ocean drained my sorrows,
the needle pierced my soul,
I felt weakness.
As I closed my eyes in group therapy,
the sins of others spoke to me,
the sins of myself consumed me,
I felt nothing.
But as I sat in the caged courtyard,
the wind embraced me,
the sun caressed me,
I felt peace.
these are all from my school notes
