Painful Sorrow

Poem By chantel weston

my heart its drench through and through
with your painfully sorrow filled tears
i feel them move through me
they fill my vains
i try to stop them from invading me.
i try to make you see the pain will not last
but your blind to me
you wont even look at me
i try to have you listen to the people around you
but you twist what they are saying
and only make it wound you
listen to me
and i will up lift you
your heart will float on clouds
and i will be the river run in you
so gleeful to be here now
never wanting to leave.

now pleace listen to me
let me help you
allow me to help stop all the pain that fills your soul
im here for you if you will let me help you.

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I really like your poem... its very powerful.


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