Long walks on the Pier

You remind me of a smile

One untouched by woes or tears

 

You charged out into the world

Expecting more than just the sum

 

Now the white walls are a joke

Cruel enough to break a soul

 

All you want now is the sun

To soak and soothe your aching bones

But the ache's too much for you

All you can bear to do is sleep

 

As the hurting goes on

You attempt to drown it out with drugs

But even over the years

The pain will always stay the same

 

Your heart is heavy as a ghost's

A ghost's ship weighted down with gold

But as much as you would try

You could never find the hole

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Eloquent

This was eloquent, especially find deep solace in this poem and its meaning. Perfectly illustrated.


Riad Rababeh