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Sad heartwrenching poem...but a poem I can relate to. Sometimes our emotions become numb,,,and we don't want to feel in order to prevent more pain...it so true and struggle I deal with everyday. Not caring seems to help, but does more damage than good.
A great peom...hold such truth
I think I love your poems. Either that, or you and I think alike. I LOVE walking in the rain. I love rain, period. The last stanza really hit home, because of problems I've had with friends about how they'd bottle up everything, and only tell me bits and pieces of what was wrong. What they told me made me worry endlessly, until I'd snap.
No critiques, except the last stanza. One sentence too long, no rhyme. It's a bit out of place.
It's hard not to care once you have, but like a knife's edge that gets overly used... it simply dulls with time. So, too, the sharpness of pain... any kind of pain. Time has a way of healing it, you know?
Thanks for posting this and for entering the contest. I just love our PnP family!