Life of Pain

Here we go, The pains back again. So what do I do, Grab the paper and pen. I want to talk, But where do I start. All I have is this pain in my heart. I have fought with my mom. And dad hit the bricks. Now I live in agony, And the pain never quits. My uncle died while I was trying to save his life. Having to watch his children's tears, Haunts me every night. Nothing ever happens. At least nothing good. When your life is filled with pain, You can't expect it would. I usually deal with this pain, "All on my own". now I share some of it, With you through this poem...