Pain, Hurt, Missery Poem by Sierra Case

Pain, Hurt, Missery



ARE THE THREE WORDS THAT I HAVE TO LIVE BY
DONT ASK ME WHY BUT
THOSE THREE WORDS HAUNT ME
NO MATTER WHERE I AM OR
WHAT I MAY BE DOING
I DEEP DOWN AM IN
PAIN
HURT OR
MISSERY
THERE IS NEVER ONE DAY WHEN IM NONE OF THEM
MOST DAYS I FEEL ALL THREE OF THEM
BUT TODAY I FEEL ALL THREE OF THEM AT ONCE
I ANT UNDERSTAND WHAT I HAVE
DONE SO WRONG TO HAVE THESE
FEELINGS THAT WONT GO AWAY
SOMETIMES I GET MADE A GOD
BECAUSE HE IS PUTTING ME THROUGH
ALL OF THIS
BUT I THINK AOBUT IT AND I PRAY AND HOPE
THE ONLY REASON HE IS DOING THIS IS
BECAUSE HE KNOWS I CAN HANDEL IT
AND HE DOES EVERYTHING FOR A REASON
BUT I JSUT CANT FIRGURE OUT THE REASON FOR
THIS. THE FEELINGS ARE KILLING ME
AND THEY ARE MAKING ME BE A HORRIABLE
DAUGHTER
SISTER
GIRLFRIEND
FRIEND
AND
STUDENT
SO WHY IS THIS HAPPING TO ME
WHY IS HE DOING THIS TO ME?

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