Second of Peace

by Heather C   Nov 12, 2010


When I wake in the morning,
There is one second of peace.
Peace, where I've forgotten
All my past pain and suffering.
Peace, where everything
Seems alright.
Then that second ends,
And it all comes rushing back
To me.
Everything from the past.
The hate,
Pain.
The depression.
It's all there.
But at least in the second of peace,
Do I finally feel nothing.

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