Quiet Pain - Poem by Patricia PMC
Another lonely night thinking of you,
praying to God to get me through.
Another night of endless tears,
opening the door to all my fears.
Fears of never holding you tight,
when in your arms all would be right.
Fears of never looking into your eyes,
of seeing your love bright as the sunrise.
Sometimes I think my heart may burst,
my love for you, an endless thirst.
Is it a blessing or is it a curse
to love someone who can't put you first.
I settle for whatever you can give,
for with nothing at all I could not live.
I always want more but settle for less,
it's better then nothing I must confess.
My grief is deep, it does not wane,
The pain in my heat a constant strain.
So alone I suffer, my tears like rain,
Alone in the dark with my Quiet Pain.
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