January 12, 2021 · 8:44 PM
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Torment

 

He didn’t want any prying eyes

Didn’t want some well intention soul

seeing the pain and anger that was bubbling just under the surface

Didn’t  want anyone asking questions

or offering comfort

Yes he was tormented

but the pain was his alone

So, he bowed his head to hide his face

and walked on

~Melanie Thomason

1/12/2021

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6 responses to “Torment”

  2. hitandrun1964
    January 13, 2021 at 11:46 AM

    Some people are like that and no one can help them because they have to go it alone. Beautifully said.

    Reply
  3. Infidel753
    January 18, 2021 at 9:22 AM

    Well said. Sometimes it does need to be that way. There are pains no one else can really understand.

    Reply

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