Pain Poem by Eniko Varga

I came on a dark morning

on back of cold wind.

I made a nest in your heart,

broke your hope apart.


I'm giver, my pockets are full,

but you won't be grateful.

if you don't strive, I'll stay

and never going away.


don't blame me, it's not my fault.

I'm not reason, I'm the result.

I'm enemy or friend, it's your choice

I can protect you or distroy.


if you disagree, I don't mind.

I'm timeless, you will be died.

don't wast years for fight

time doesn't wait, life goes by.