Midnight Thoughts: (untitled poem II)

When hugs aren’t enough to squeeze away the pain,
when visits to counsellors are all in vain,
when this terrible sensation throbs through your veins.

Who do you go to
to help pull you through?

When lyrics of songs make you cry
and you can’t block out tears no matter how you try,
when you feel like you’re falling into the sky.

What would you pay
to make it all okay?

(written on 200611)  

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