"pounting" poems
What is it you call a wonderful life?
Is it pain that go through my veins everyday I have to get up?
Is it that one tear that comes out of my eye when I try to hold back another panic attack?
Is it love, so painful to take care of it properly?
So much to take...
When it's so hard to make another step forward.
When invincible power keeps dragging you under the surface.
And you just cannot breathe
Your heart is pounting, harder, louder, LOUDER
Voices still whisper.
What is it you call a wonderful life?
This enormuous scream that shatter your soul into the pieces.
Prayers, prayers, prayers.
But dear Lord...
It doesn't help.
It's just a hand with a card. Ten of swords...
Nov 30, 2024
Nov 30, 2024 at 7:55 AM UTC