And The Ground Hurt Poem by Phil Soar

And The Ground Hurt



I fell, and the ground hurt
I ran, and my feet ached
I slept, and my dreams rained
I woke, I was still here

I prayed, but no-one heard
I cried, along with words I wrote
I smiled, a fake smile
I frowned, and all my hopes drowned

I whispered, and my ears heard
I Looked, and my eyes saw
I fell, and the ground hurt
I lay alone, until the hurt left

Tuesday, May 5, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: challenges,journeys,life,nonsense,self help
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