Sedative ~ #poetry of a lost soul

Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos


A tiny pill

To ease the pain

Release the conscious

And float, again

*

A broken heart

This gaping hole

An empty place

Her troubled soul

*

Anguish dominates

Anxiety reigns

Hour after hour

Memories stain

*

A heart so shattered

Unsure, abandoned

Make them go away

Those with their hand in

*

Ripping apart

Nothing left, no beat

Lost in the fog

Of another defeat

©2020 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Image by Artie_Navarre from Pixabay

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