How Much Do I Hurt? Poem by pada kambanji

if you ask, how much do I hurt?
I say, my hurt knows no end.
it probes, to the depth of my heart.
it aims for the height of my soul.
its been there, the whole length of my life.
this grief, haunts me at the peak of my dreams.
and it drowns me in the valley of my tears.
but still I come alive in my pain.
and my art flows good full of hurt.
my attempt to fill this void.

but I know this darkness will endure.
a darkness that gives way to the stars.
and if I could have a wish upon these stars.
I would wish to mend these scars.
but my faith dwells not on miracles.
nor on prayers unanswered.
and after all is said and done.
may the almighty be thank.
for a miracle thats me.
and may he lend his guiding hand.
to help me see past these tears.
and judge not with prejudice.
that which I do not understand.
when he lets me hurt