Stabbed a million times to death,
Desperately catching up my breath.
Been hurt too much, I can’t get up.
This throbbing pain in my heart, I can’t stop.
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An excellent poem with full of eloquence. Thank you Geetima for a very nice comment.
Why should I feel low when I am His child? I am finally happy but life is not life without strife. Truth well expressed through these lines. A beautiful poem!
Thank you so much for reading my poem. :)