Pain Poem by james d nall,jr

I feel the pain, taking over....
Me....
No where to turn, no one to....
See....
What am I to do, what can I....
Say....
Can there be no relief, for me....
Today....
What must I do, what must I....
Feel.....
Do I have to beg, borrow or....
Steal....
Alas, my life force grows ever....
Dim....
My future is bleak and even....
Grim....
But, you care not if I'm able to....
Live....
For, if not, T'would be less for you to....
Give....
So, I say my poor, forlorn and last....
Goodbyes....
To slip into darkness, where one doesn't need....
Eyes....
Escaping eternally, the endless....
Pain.....
While, stifling your inner laughter is such a....
Strain....
Tomorrow, you shall wake to the warm....
Sun....
Reminiscing, of how with me, you had such....
Fun....
Now, all alone, you sit high up on your....
Throne....
Realizing, at last that you're totally....
Alone....