Everyday's Pain Poem by Fareez Phalez

Everyday's Pain

Rating: 4.0


In a room behind closed doors
My trembling hand reached for the blade
My sentimental mind can take no more
On the bed in solitude was where I laid

The devil whispered in my ears
As I slowly pulled up my sleeve
Revealing scars that show so much pain
That a helpless soul have to deal with

The scars are stories written in blood
And I was about to continue the script
Willingly I let the knife caress my skin
In horrid silence you can hear the red drip

And it's like every drop carried pain away
Leaving my body so I can have peace
Leave me alone in my room but
It'll last only until tomorrow at least

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I do not encourage cutting as a way to deal with stress. The last stanza is trying to tell that it doesn't take away pain permanently.


2013
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