Constant Pain Poem by shimon weinroth
Constant Pain
Even in moments
Of severe pain
Excrusiating and torrid
There are intervals
Flashes of relief
Begging to come in
A nimble mind
A hopeful psyche combined
Though cringing in a corner
Seek to let the soul scout
To find ways out
There must be something other
Than blood and tears
One ray of sunshine
One memory dear
One sigh of love
Of before, a salve
A wiff of fresh air
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