Painful Life Poem by Joshua Hillard

With this life that I live,
I continue small and small,
The game switched though,
Even though I face that same wall,

I don't know what the pain,
Is suppose to feel like,
Pain is pain to me,
But it's like a flat tire at a road spike

Oh so hurt me God,
You know it's all I can feel,
One is dealt in this game of poker,
But I lose at the beginning of the deal,

I can't suffer no more,
As I dealt the most excrutionary pain,
One is one yet one's all alone,
So I understand when you say you feel the same,

Life is nothing but a disease,
So I beg Him to relieve me from sins,
I'm left incriminating in a guiltless world,
My identity was determined through my prints,

I suffer though the same,
Yet this struggle has become worse,
I'm one left to bleed eternally,
Summoned by God's one true curse,

Hurt me if you may,
No bible rests through my tactics,
Statistics show my life's no more,
So call me death as the monitor turns static.