Heart and the Hurt
What universe have to do with my pain?
I am too fragile,feeling like shit for a while.
Pain, oh my pain
Never mind, it’s just my middle name
Worst was the pain
Hoped, it didn’t go in vain
Opened up, showed up my scars
To know empathy was scarced
Insecurities piled
You didn’t mind, how kind
Put yourself in my shoes
You would say, oh that’s abuse
At the end I wasn’t bitter
I wish I was a little
About the Creator
The Madman
A wise man once said nothing.
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This poem was written in response to the Rattle® Poetry Ekphrastic Challenge for April 2024 and was ultimately not selected. You can find more information here. https://www.rattle.com/ekphrastic/ The image that this poem was specifically written about can be found here. (April 2024 – Gerrie Paino's “Night Train”) https://i0.wp.com/www.rattle.com/ekphrasis/EC24Apr.jpg?ssl=1
By Rae Fairchild (MRB)5 days ago in Poets
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Put yourself in my shoes You would say, oh that’s abuse Gosh those lines were so deep and heartbreaking!