This is a really new poem for me. I have been getting tons of praise for it but I’m personally not too certain it gives off the right vibe. Tell me what you think in the comments below.
It is with this, I can give to you, my utmost consolation.
I cannot conceive, a way to reprimand, your largest of frustration.
It is a duty of mine, to ease the pain, calm the nerve.
But all I have, this love of mine, seems not to serve.
It is the ultimate purpose, fixing it all, mending the tears.
That final moment, the final reparation, it nears.
Please understand, let this be, my resolving message.
I cannot be your doctor, but still, let this be your bandage.