In the Night She Visits
Whose friend is sorrow
Whose day is near
The wretched angst
That holds my dear
In the night she visits
In the day she comes
Sorrow always brewing
Her work never done
She holds my love hostage
Bare boned on knees I weep
Release her from her bondage
For my soul you may keep
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Author:
Katie B. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is about a wife struggling with mental illness and in the end the husband asks to have the illness given to him and taken from her.
- Category: Sad
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Comments4
I usually read poems over but the first reading of this poem left a feeling I did not want to disturb, whether correct of not. It was powerful and deep. The image of bare boned knees struck deep. This gave the feeling of despair at its darkest. A lovely write and could well be taken as that blackness felt by the sufferer of the illness themselves. Well done Katie and a fave
Thank you so very much for your kind words. They are greatly appreciated.
You are most welcome
It is as it is. Thank you, Katie.
Thank you!
Wonderful emotive words Katie.
Andy
Andy, thank you so much for your kind feedback.
Lovely Katie heartfelt
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