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19 Dec 2013 Leave a comment
in December 2013, poetry Tags: help, life, pain
Unable to help
or make things better
sometimes there’s just
nothing
Pain so great
depression so real
unable to stop
the way you feel
Try to help
there to listen
the wall is too high
something is missing
No sound
but the weight
is deafening
Unable to stop
the inevitable train
when at last
she gives in to pain
02 Dec 2013 3 Comments
in December 2013, poetry Tags: emotions, life, pain
Ever there
from where
I know not
never leaving
pain
Easing now
and then
I know not
why
pain
Waking sleeping
no difference
the cause
I know not
pain
less more
always present
how long
I know not
pain
13 Oct 2013 Leave a comment
in October 2013, poetry Tags: alone, fear, help, lost, pain, weak
Cry out for help
but only you can hear
nothing remains
only the fear
Wanting the help
unable to speak
look for strength
only to be weak
Where is the help
searching not found
alone
in darkness bound
Cry out for help
speak through pains
perhaps someone
will save what remains
16 Apr 2013 Leave a comment
in April 2013, poetry Tags: death, destruction, evil, pain, truth
If you would call me
by my right name
perhaps I wouldn’t
hurt so many
If you would recognize me
for what I am
perhaps you could
make me less
If you would see the real me
instead of making up
politically correct words to cover my sins
perhaps the light would harm me
If you would say to me
every time someone dies by my hand
the truth of who I am
perhaps i would retreat
My destruction and death have a name
it’s not tragedy or terrorism or unknown assailants
you know my name and perhaps you should say it
Evil
11 Apr 2013 Leave a comment
in April 2013, poetry Tags: giving, life, pain, struggle, suffering
So you think you’ve got it bad
believe me there’s always someone worse
just open up your eyes
and listen to this verse
always someone out there
who is suffering more than you
regardless of what you think you know
believe me it is true
someone who is hurting, crying, dying
or wishing that they could
stop thinking just of you
for a moment if you would
see the bigger world
the one where true pain does live
past your own little patch of earth
open up your heart and give
24 Feb 2011 2 Comments
in February 2011, poetry Tags: broken hearts, emotions, lost dreams, love, mended hearts, pain
In the mending of a heart
the broken edges pieced and sewn
taking in all that broke apart
closing up the pain you’ve known
New people new feelings growing over the seams
stitches filling the rips of pain
the past that broke you now only dreams
time now taken to try to make you sane
Stitches felt only slightly with fingers of the soul
still there and yet less or so I’m told
seemingly now to be somewhat whole
the burning hot fire of the pain growing cold
In these stitches lie the hurts of the past
dreams broken love lost hope all gone
in the twilight now at last
my heart and it’s stitches all alone
Deborah Horton Writing 