'Pain Removal' Poem by Marcus Nunnally

Darkness though I run to thee
Still love sunlight, though not good for me
Low tide draws back to reveal the sea
All have cures for ailing needs.

Drama has had it's privilege revoked
Stress when it's left alone will choke
Conflict; sailing away on a boat
In their absence I am filled with hope.

Through mixed emotions I try to obtain
a sense of selfworth to fight the disdain
The more that I try, the more I am drained
joy only rises through removal of pain.