The Pain Never Ends Poem by Vincent Toll

This Indescribable Pain That She
Has to Face Every Time that,
Her Father gets Angry.

The Fists just won’t stop flowing,
This Pain just wont stop growing,
The will To Live has started fading.

Every Time I hear of her
Being forced to Feel This Pain,
I Feel The Need To Kill.

The Will to Kill Strengthens Every
Day that I know that No one has,
Lifted a Finger to Help Her.

My Mind Is Coming Clearer,
There are but two options
That are left for me to Choose.


Should I Kill the Man Causing It All,
Or Just take Her Far From There
And Run off With Her Forever.

These Choices Playing Back and Forth
In The Confines of My Mind,
That Just seems to be Withering Away.

These Thoughts Are getting harder to block
Out from These Dark Places of My Mind,
This Decision Has To Be made soon.

If these Thoughts Continue any Longer,
I don’t know how long I could take it.
This Stress Just Keeps Building Up.

In the Aggravated Mood that is
Overpowering all other thoughts,
I Can’t Make This Decision.

It Seems Like So Easy a Choice.
The Will to Kill is Strong,
But There are Consequences.

Taking A Life is so Easy,
It Requires only Hatred
And some basic Thinking Skills.

The feeling of His Warm Blood Flowing
Out From his Cold, Lifeless Body,
Would Feel Ever So Sweet To Me.

To End All Of This Pain For Her,
To see the Joy of her Smile,
Would Lift This Burden of Mine.

My happiness Is always being Tested.
When Can I finally obtain it,
Am I still too Undeserving?

Doesn’t everyone deserve a Chance,
To Obtain The Same Happiness that
Most Of The World Is born Feeling.

The Pain That Exists In So Many of Us,
Sometimes Will Never be Lifted,
Why don’t We have That Chance?

This World Just Isn’t Meant
to Be One Filled with Happiness,
When So Many Never Feel It.

The World Is filled with Those of Us
That Just didn’t deserve To ever,
Feel This So-Called Joy.

No one Even cares about what
Happens to those of us that,
Always seem to be quiet.

Who just Can’t seem to talk due to
The Fear of what we say,
Could bring Upon Ourselves.

Why were We destined to Be
The Ones forced To Endure All,
Of this Pain That Builds Within.