i find my retreat
In a place unknown.
It can never be found
And never be shown.
The place I find
Is no place to be.
For there is pain and despair
As far as the eye can see.
Dark and cold its hard to breathe
This place I'm in, you wouldn't believe
The piercing screams tear at my soul,
Everyone's stories wanting to be told.
I want to listen
I want to help.
I will take their pain
To set them free
Then I realise what I'm meant to see
All this pain and distress
It's all coming
From me.
- Author: E.J.Foreman (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 22nd, 2018 20:58
- Comment from author about the poem: I\\\'m still very new at this so apologies to don\\\'t like it. I suppose it\\\'s about me and past regrets, about those who needed me when I was selfish. I lie awake at night most of the time with flashbacks of times I was selfish. I\\\'m now some one who likes helping friends, strangers or anyone who just wants to be heard without prejudice. I welcome all comments good or bad. \r\nThanks for your time
- Category: Short story
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