Pain 1
pain is what i get for not being a certain way.
pain is what i feel for not doing it that way.
pains is what i see even though its hard to tell, pain is all i have each and every day.
I feel the intensity, a stinging sensation running across my cheek. The sudden pain goes
through me and my body goes weak.
Pain, pain, and even more pain greets me at the door.
I get tired of it knocking,scratching, and yelling. I just can't take it anymore. Pain is what i
get even though i try my best. Pain is what i feel piercing my ears as he compares me to the
rest. Pain is i get but will he win in the end? Pain, i want him to feel it to for i was more than
a girlfriend.
Copyright © Marocka Andrews | Year Posted 2009
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