(1) New And Different Pain Poem by Uriah Hamilton

(1) New And Different Pain



The deafening silence
of not hearing her voice
Is like an open grave
on a breezeless day,
eerie and haunting.

All these loveless seasons
have left me empty
And in a hostile and desperate mood.

One could slit his own throat
beneath a streetlight
in order to feel
a new and different pain.

1: 02AM 3-25-2017

Monday, March 27, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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