Struggle And Pain Poem by Maryanne Richards

Why does this way of life
Create so much struggle and pain.
When did this darkness begin,
That I am caught within.

With no way to break away
I can find no place to hide.
Not trying to escape the pain
Takes me deep inside.

On and on, round and round,
The turmoil of sorrow and hurt goes on.
Unable to run away,
One is consumed with pain.

Then from deep inside that tormented cry.
'God please help me'
Was the end of the slide.
The descent into darkness was broken,
Revealing, there is no I.