Pain

Pain is something we all know well, we keep it hidden, so afraid to tell...the heart doth grow heavy, the eye doth grow bleary, the ice forms and the soul doth grow weary... Out into the night we stray, only to find that we've lost our way... I wander around afraid to see, the pain in their eyes staring through me...My head goes down and my being turns within, as I slip away into my own private sin...I pray for the light to touch my face, but not too loud, don't want to feel out of place...I hear the slow shuffle of the wanderers feet as I near the edge, I prepare to meet.....I venture a glance to the others so cold, can't quite explain how I grew so bold.... I feel their pain as if it were mine, I know I stand in that same long line.... mind shut down, only senses to guide, I break through the madness, refusing to abide....I run maybe a little to fast, hoping to be free from the pain at last....