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Writer's Despair

I say it doesn’t matter to me…
If they listen to the words I write,
Find comfort in the thoughts,
Remember that there is more to me…
Than just a stanza or a verb

I say it doesn’t matter to me…
Yet when they don’t hear my heart,
When they are far from my hope,
And I can’t even find the words…
There is hurt that quakes, a heart
That breaks

I say it doesn’t matter to me…
If they don’t read what I’ve penned,
Find inspiration in what I’ve said,
Yet there is a place deep within me…
Where my pages are wrinkled 
With the pain of knowing my words…

Aren’t really heard
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Proxenos Avatar
December 30, 2022 at 5:23 AM
How sad, your word are always beautiful, but like me some are deprived of spare time, my excuse is that we have and have had a viable family business for the last 32 years and it is still in operation, so we can't neglect it, i have to divide my time and attention carefully between Proto Personnel and Poetry Soup. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
Agustin Avatar
December 29, 2022 at 7:51 AM
Thanks for sharing this. By God's grace, I greet you with the peace and joy of Christmas and prosperous New Year along this present: "the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord" (Romans 6:23 of the King James Bible). God bless you.
Faulkner Avatar
December 28, 2022 at 10:07 PM
You have expressed a truth many of us here share, I too feel sad if my words aren't heard, but rest assured, your words are :)
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