fall the pain

Written by: Broken Wings

~*~ the chest . . . aged, beautifully engraved and carved it resides in a corridor of my mind, locked my life story the journey, each chapter echoes of tears, melancholy memories of regrets and grieve and within this old chest I place them all the remorse, the despair, gloom and weeping emotions I open the lid and let them go, fall the pain . . . ~*~ February 26, 2013 Sublime Form (Created by Constance) 2 Stanzas, 6 lines each 2/10/12/4/6/8 8/6/4/12/10/2, Syllable Count One continuous thought