The Pain Poem by Dylan Nicholas

The Pain

Rating: 4.0


Im in my house yelling dang
while i fill the pain going through my vains
i might die while im going insane
its like my lifes hanging from a string that might fling leaving a ring and a sting of pain amoung me

pain is not a game to play and go insane
you might get the high score
while faith knocks at your door
but you ignore it

so faith walks away
never to come another day
bringing the pain and suffering
while it interupts me from showing you the way

so i wont make reply
i wont reason why
i wont do and u will die
of your own stupidity.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shilesha Johnson 06 March 2009

wow that was very deep. i feel your pain. i could totally relate to how you feel. great poem! !

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~ Jon London ~ 08 February 2009

Very deep and so hard to come to terms with when times get like this. Nice job Jon

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