There's A Balloon In My Throat Poem by Leon Moon

There's A Balloon In My Throat



There's a balloon in my throat
Of it's colour, I'm unsure
But it grows with each breath
Of it's origin, I'm unsure
And deflates with each cough
Of it's holder, I'm unsure
It aches and hurts
But I bare, for when it finally pops
I shall pull out the child on the string.

And beg for forgiveness.

Friday, March 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: age,childhood ,love,memory,pain
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