I would rather feel the pain and cry
a villanelle
I would rather feel the pain and cry
Than have to look you in the eye
and say I never even tried to fly
To see your lips tremble the word why?
For me to fabricate another lie
I would rather feel the pain and cry,
swallow my pride and hold my head high
and suffer the laughs as I fail my first try
than say I never even tried to fly
I may not reach the stars in the sky
I am not a capable kind of guy
but I would rather feel the pain and cry
For the choice is simple: we do or we die
And, although it is likely I will fail as I try
I would rather feel the pain and cry
Than tell you I never even tried to fly
About the Creator
Caroline Jane
Warm-blooded vertebrate, domesticated with a preference for the wild. Howls at the moon and forages on the dark side of it. Laughs like a hyena. Fuelled by good times and fairy dust. Writes obsessively with no holes barred.
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Well done, this is one of the harder poetry forms I think, and you made it look effortless. TS well deserved!
Congrats on your top story.
Wonderful poem with relatable descriptions! Congrats on TS!
Awesome writing, keep it up!
Great and really beautiful poem. congratulation on your top story.
Beautiful work! Congratulations on your top story
Congratulations on TS
Impressive work! Your poem beautifully captures the essence of resilience and determination.Well done! And congrats on your top story🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Congratulations on TS! I can see why, this is amazing thank you for sharing! 👏
Interesting and delicious content, keep posting more.
Back to say congrats on Top Story!!! Yay Caroline!! 🎉
Poignantly penned!!! Congratulations on Top Story!!!💕❤️❤️
Hoooooooooooooooo!!! This is lesson HEIGHTS! Fantastic top story! Beautifully written!
Beautiful message!!
Congrats on the TS 👏👏
Congratulations 🎉
What did I say? Congrats on another well deserved Top Story!
Part of feels this is a valuable life lesson, part of me is thinking, "damn, girl. Didn't break your leg skydiving?" Yeah, I'm nuts and possibly insufficiently caffeinated.
Gosh this was so poignant, emotional and relatable! Loved your poem!
Beautifully written & so true! I especially love: ‘ I would rather feel the pain and cry Than tell you I never even tried to fly’💜
Well this was painful and relatable!! Great work here Caroline!! I love what you did here and ow authentic/ genuine this feels!!
Well done!
Beautiful 💔
Beautiful poem.