Saturday, September 27, 2014


For Gabriella
 
Misery took you.
You could not abide.
Death looked better
than one more day.
You could not abide.
Music was not enough.
You could not abide.
Hope left you behind. 
You could not abide.
No solace sufficed.
Death looked better
than one more breath.
You could not abide.
misery took you.
 

 

2 comments:

  1. Very sad, Victoria; but sometimes, unfortunately, misery wins.

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  2. Just happened upon these two poems of yours for the first time, Victoria. Well written, poignant, and from your heart.

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