My Family Comforts Me

Sweety, you are only imagining the floaters and the sounds
And the lights, and the carpet, and the television, and your friends
Honey, I understand exactly what you mean!
Everyone experiences this very generic simply-stated sentence that you've heard a thousand times and are not experiencing at all
Sweetheart, you don't have that! You're just making that up!
Just like everything else in your life
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace