Life’s a gift they say
But she’s tired, exhausted and drained
She stays under the hot water to wash her pain away
She looks to the sky to feel sun and take her away
Life’s a gift they say
The everyday drowning emotion she couldn’t take
She looks for comforts in herself
Hiding away the pain that’s stricken her
She smiles as if the world was hers
Life’s a gift they say
In an everyday world where her voice was so minuscule
She was afraid
Not of death but what lies after
Life’s a gift they say
All she does is work and sleep
Because for being social was the same as being stabbed to her
For Her heart was as brittle as the sand castles near the ocean waves
Life’s a gift they say
She often look to the ground to avoid the eyes of society
Her soul cries to be loved
Her heart screamed at the darkness
Only to hear her echoes of pain
Life’s a gift they say ..
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Author:
Life’sEmotions (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 4th, 2018 09:38
- Comment from author about the poem: Society controlled her thoughts and emotions, who could’ve ever thought her life was her own. ~
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
A subject I often obsess about - the effects of society and expectation this features in some of my poetry too, let’s start a revolution! 🙂
Good write, raises a point - are all gifts positive things? Or is a gift just something for free that could be negative too? Hmm
A subject I’m far too relatable to, honestly the gifts of life have always had positive and negative just as light and dark. One cannot exist without the other
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