Painsville
Welcome to Painsville-
It is where your dreams perish,
where hope stops breathing.
Hopeless
A rusty old cell-
Hopeless and imprisoned by
my hurt and despair.
Gloom
The darkness surrounds-
Gloom has become the new king
as the light dissolves.
Worry
An infected mind-
The worm of worry invades
my fortress of thoughts.
Grief – To read this poem and a few more, click here…
©2019 BY B’HIVE STORIES
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I really like your first four stories! You’re kicking ass at these haikus. I hope you post more on the site.
Thank you so much and yes, there will be more to come.
well written to the point made me really feel your pain.
Thanks Patrick. I appreciate your comments. Life definitely has its hills and valleys.