band aidsA Poem by Rebekah CaterThis poem is about the moments you don't feel your best but you are capable of finding a distraction that helps you cope.
I don't feel so well.
I don't want to leave my surroundings though. My weak body acts as a jail cell. People stare without a clue. Fingertips freezing, I shelter myself. Insides bleeding, I wish I was in better health. Pen in hand, I feel better again. Paper at my disposal, I patch up another hole.
© 2016 Rebekah CaterAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on January 25, 2016 Last Updated on January 26, 2016 AuthorRebekah CaterGAAboutYou could say I'm not a very skilled writer but that's more a reason to sign up for this than not right? In my life and the lives of people very close to me, we all go through our own struggles and o.. more.. |

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