Misery
MISERY
Misery is waiting
For its chance everyday
Misery it attaches
To the soul anyway
Waiting by reality
Or wheres theres stabilty
Flows through the air
Invisibly with no evidence
Takes soul for a terror dance
Its breeze contaminates
With your pain it rejuvenates
Takes feelings to its lowest
Takes away your closest
Flows without a care
It comes in to stay awhile
Sometimes it dont leave
It doesn't like smiles
It doesn't believe
Will you conceive
Misery
Copyright © Jennifer Arnott | Year Posted 2010
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