A wind blows across your face, leaving a itch on your nose.
You reach up to scratch it, but your arm doesn't move.
You look down only to see your skin is made of glass.
You panic, and suddenly feel out of breath.
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A very profound poem that speaks directly to depression, abuse, and suicide...three social ills spoken by one voice/ poem-you're good, keep it up!
Yes, I'm a sick person I need help, thank you for your 'i dropped my jaw' comments
o...wow. that was, , amazing in the weakest way of describing it. thats more than a poem its, , , , , , wow i dont even no! all i no is ots amazing! ! ! !
Wow! This was a very powerful poem, Adrian. I still have chills from reading it. Your imagery is beautiful but eerie and terrifying. Good work!
A very deep and profound poem filled with the emotions, thoughts and feelings of depression, abuse and suicide. This is a very in the face poem regarding a subject most people refuse or won't talk about, because they do not understand it, or they refuse to speak about it. Thank you for speaking out, letting the world know the inside story of what we do not want to highlight in our lives. Very commendable and inspiring poem, thank you for sharing it. RoseAnn