Pain Poem by Diane Kordas
Pain
The pain inside me bubbles
Like a pot of water.
The pain must go, it must
Leave and never return to me.
I have felt the pain so many times.
Why am I always Pain's victim?
Yes, I SEEM happy but that's to hide the pain.
I have to keep my mind from the pain...
Nothing works, it's killing me from the inside.
Breaking my heart, tearing me limb from limb,
Yet I have no tears, to cry.
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