I sit here and think
when is this pain gonna go away
the pain inside, that builds up and makes me break.
I start crying inside from my anger and hate
the fear inside just waits
I have know one to talk to
I just run and hide
ignore the problem and watch it go by.
Wake up each morning wishing to die because
I know its just gonna get worse inside.
the beauty of poetry, don't know what your pain is but I am guessing lost or unrequited love, your poem touched a nerve for me at this time, I have given up something special due to circumstance and it hurts like hell sometimes time is a healer, hope so in your case, keep strong smiffy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The excruciating nature of pain is very well described in thid short poem. Finding ways to tackle the root cause that is causing pain is necessary rather than fall in desperation.......