Aware Poem by Lexie Night

Aware



A pink Line of scarlet trails behind its every move.
Soring pain that evaporates leaving awareness.
Telling me I'm alive
But is this a good thing?
Why do we live when the truth is a lie?
When pain is everywhere?
Why should we try?

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Inspiration was a friend explaining why she cut.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Maya Hanson 07 April 2014

Amazing words! ! ! Love it ~mye3

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Knight Fizzstorm 23 August 2012

This life is difficult to prepare us for the next. Excellent sir.

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