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The pain I feel will not decease,
It builds a stream of anguish and distress.
It sprints throughout my body with no sign of decrease,
And leaves my misery to face a new conquest.
A sword and sheild will not protect me,
Nor will any liquid or remedy.
There is no special key to free me,
For I require an unknown strategy.
I can not call upon anyone,
For they can not hear me.
I try to reach someone,
But they can not feel me.
I try to stand clear,
Away from all the anxiety.
But I see their faces drown deep into fear,
As I wish to reasure their worry.
A dark shadow buries me,
No sounds, not a word is said.
My hand is held tightly,
As someone delicately kisses my forehead.
The anguish and distress I once felt,
Are no longer a bother.
I watch those fearful faces melt,
And observe their tears fall to a slow departure.
Those memories that I hold so dear to me,
I will never disregard nor forget.
No cause to show any more worry,
For I know things happen for a reason, I have no signs of regret