The Cough

germanamericanchurch

 

The feeling was glass shards,
Uncontrollable tickling,
No optimism,
And Only cold air,
Smoke would burn in these lungs,
Coughing and laughing,
Painful recallings,
From free lung screams,

 

 

  • Author: Blue Dental Squirrel (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 12th, 2017 00:39
  • Comment from author about the poem: Sweet lord a cough is a bane
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 21
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  • orchidee

    Get well soon if it's you (or whoever it may be) suffering!

    • germanamericanchurch

      Child in this case but what a cough, better now thanks, blessings to u too:)



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