No Comfort

No Comfort No Comfort

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Genre: Poetry

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Status: Finished

Genre: Poetry

Houses:

Summary

My mom keeps asking me questions I don't have the answer to and it's overwhelming
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My mom keeps asking me questions I don't have the answer to and it's overwhelming

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Submitted: October 14, 2011

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Submitted: October 14, 2011

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I’m just a young adult

So why does she consult

Me about the direction of her life

I can never end this rife

 

Always dealing with her thoughts of suicide

And can’t take it cuz every year they’re amplified

I there is no way to escape

The house is a misery landscape

 

She asks me for encouragement

And I wish I could, I never dreamt

That I would be so miserable

But to people’s B S I’ve grown intolerable

 

The Bible says comfort others with the comfort you’ve received

But how can I do that when I’m so haunted and grieved

I feel myself going crazy cuz I’ve reached the brink

So angry and pissed that I do things and don’t think


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