About the Poem
My darkest poem, written after talking to a young girl who's true love died in her arms after being hit by a drunk driver. So many awful things happen in this world, and this girl has had to endure a number of bad things, of which the above is undoubtedly the worst. I felt compelled to write this poem, to let out some of the angst that I felt.
Pain |
| by Malcolm Coleman |
| The anguish I feel tears at my soul Life at times is so cripplingly bad there is hatred everywhere cruel lives attack those who live for the joy of simply living. their lives are destroyed in a blink of time with acts of such horror and unthoughtful malice that to think of them makes the stoutest heart shudder and the strongest man cry A life so awful cannot be born alone in solitude with only thoughts to pass the time it must be shared or worse will follow as slowly, remorselessly days become darker nights become longer more oppressive heavy on the mind weighing down on hope suppressing it crushing it until it dies and when that happens life dies too |
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3 Visitor Comments
Elizabeth
I love this poem. The intro to it by itself explains so much. My brother was killed by a drunk driver, i was the last person he talked to. Thanks so much for writing that. I love it!
MISSY
This is a very good poem. I had three close friends of mine die Saturday night in a car wreck. It is the worst feeling to lose someone you care about.
Candy
I thought this poem was beutiful and it really made me think because I myself am abit of a loner and do not share my thoughts and feelings
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