ronald humphrey
Pain - Poem by ronald humphrey
The blood in my vains runs cold,
Same way the river runs, so strong, so bold,
My tendents strat to rip from the strain,
How the hell am i going to stand this pain.
My head starts to throb and split,
From the thoughts I always get,
She haunts my dreams at night,
By showing me her beautiful sight.
I wake up in a clod sweat with my chest pounding,
So I sit back down thinking, pondering,
Afraid to drift back to sleep,
And thus I start to weep.
I suffer this pain everyday and everynight,
No way to win, no way to fight,
The girl of my dreams is killing me,
Keeping me from everything I should be.
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killing oneself is not being true to love...love tests you a lot..patience is needed.. optimism will blow your pains away... well composed (Report) Reply