Pain Poem by james tj24

Pain



As my eys grow weak
as the day darkens
i struggle to close
them for when they
do i travel back to
my fears, my pain, and
my sorrow. Therefore to
close my eys is to give
in to my fear. To live
in fear is my life. As
I sleep my soul begins to wain inside

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