hurt. #poetry

Posted on 11 May 2018 by what sandra thinks

Not really a poem…

I can live with pain
but just my own.
When the hurt is yours
it breaks my heart.

 

©2018 what sandra thinks

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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12 Responses to hurt. #poetry

  1. Cyranny says:
    11 May 2018 at 3:04 am

    same here…

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  2. sonofabeach96 says:
    11 May 2018 at 7:36 am

    Being an empath hurts sometimes. 😕

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  3. Lana Cole says:
    11 May 2018 at 8:16 am

    That’s the truth isn’t it… so hard to see the ones we love suffer.

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  4. Meg says:
    11 May 2018 at 9:08 am

    So true… it always hurts more when our loved ones are in pain.

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  5. ladieswholunchreviews says:
    11 May 2018 at 3:18 pm

    Especially when it’s your kids. That is the hardest thing, and mine are grown. But I’d do everything in my power to protect them even now!

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  6. J-Dub says:
    11 May 2018 at 3:31 pm

    Watching my daughter struggle is excruciating. I can’t fix it. I feel so helpless as I watch. 💔

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