Thursday, December 6, 2012

A Poem

Disappointment

disappointment isn't a stab to the heart
it's a slow, eroding poison around the eyes
seeping deeper under the skin, causing sobs
and tears until it eventually easts those away, too
until there's nothing left, not even bitterness
just a lowness you can't quite lift yourself
high enough out of to feel "good."





Amy Liz

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