Aching Pain Poem by Dianna R. Evans
Aching Pain
My heart hurts
My bodys full of pain
And all you do is sit.
Sit there and watch me suffer.
Tears roll down my cheeks
and there is a frown
upon my face.
My eyes turn red.
My heart starts
beating faster and faster.
I feel the pain
getting stronger and stronger
in my body
and yet your still watching...
watching me suffer
watching my cry.
You never ask me if im ok.
You just sit there and talk to
your friends.
So I try and forget you
but everytime I get away
you bring me back to love you.
Back to the Aching Pain
I want to get away from you
and the pain but im afraid.
Too afraid of you.
Afraid you'll make my pain worst.
The pain that makes me
cry all night.
I'm too afraid you will make
everyone hate my.
But yet I try
and I suffer more and more.
The pieces of bitter was everywhere in you poem...all sharps and broken...be careful when you tried to step on the road...and Dianna this is dark and you express it equally almost to black, just to remember one day the road will be different and you will get it better and sweeter, no more pain if you try to let it go...Write more to release all clotting pain out from your body, , , Unwritten Soul
An accusatory piece with an unidentified recipient who allegedly is so hateful as to stand coldly by in the misery, then revive the suffering when the speaker escapes it.....hmmm. Dreadful accusations, as if by a forsaken lover, aching because the heartbreak is too great to bear; yet curiously the victim is observed and ignored and made to suffer continually by the oppressor. It is an awful scenario. I hope it is not reality for anyone, and yet almost could be. Mayhap the speaker is unfairly and schizophrenically viewing the situation, or maybe a veritable monster of a person is truly tormenting them. It is a sad piece to say the least, interestingly painting a grievous picture. The introduction follows through to the conclusion well, methinks.
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I love writing it makes me feel ok... I write my feelings and it turns into these poems
I like that you are'nt afraid to write your experiences, either first hand or second, down even when they may be ugly you mold them into something you beautiful with your words. There's a real sense of voice in this one Keep on writing keep on improving
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Another brilliant write, this one is very moving, keep it up
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 9:12:06 AM # 1.0.0
such a sad poem. It brings the heartbreaking reality of unrequited first love and the fact your 'love' may ignore you and your feelings. Trust me, I know the feeling first hand. Continue writing, for you say the truth, even when its bitter and not sweet. gr8 work