You hold my thighs
When you hear my sighs
And you see dark drawing dawn nigh
But your bites tend to be high
II
What, to you, I did
That you’ve placed on my head a bid
That none can cancel, not even God forbid!
Makes me search for balms God hid
III
Please leave me be
Stop the pain and let my eyes close
Stop the hurt and let my head go
Into sleep so deep to give me a revival
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
8 replies on “WHEN PAIN GNAWS”
The power of your words awes me.
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Thank you dear Johnny.
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Cecilia,
This touched me on a profound level. My soul weeps knowing you understand this level of pain, for only someone who has experienced it could make my heart feel it with you. I pray blessings, healing, and peace upon you. Thank you for sharing such an intimate part of yourself.
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Wow! And that you’ve felt this, I’m truly sorry. Not pleasant in the least.
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Very deep poem Cecilia, I hope you are okay
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Life must certainly go on. Thank God for antibiotics.
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I hope you will feel better very soon 😉
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Thank you very much.
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