Phobia Poem by Niyitanga Pacifique
Phobia
And when I smell the fire
A bunch of worries
Reminds me of foes;
Persistent like a stain.
And when I smell the blood
Floods of memories,
O' my woe's echoes
Fill my fucking brain.
And when I smell the oxygen
All turn into stories,
Bliss grows as roses;
I break the pain's chain.
Wednesday, November 1, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: fear,fire,blood
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