Pain
Pain run's through my soul, my heart and, my mind and it feels like a built went through a
hole. Just to show what it can do to my body, and my soul, and my mined at the same time.
Pain run's though my body and I can't explain how bad it hurts or how bad it feel.
Pain is something that eats me up from the inside of my soul and the death of an ocean.
Pain is something nobody or I can see but I just let it be sence nobody or no one can see.
Pain is something that is so real that anybody or anyone can feel.
But one thing about my pain I can tell you is something that I cannot blame on nobody or no
one or even aim at but my self.
Pain gos thought my body physically, and mentally and my body gets so cold because of the
pain, and this pain that I cannot explain it my self.
This pain I feel has been with me most of my life and it feels like it will never go away, and
this pain I have to go through every day and all the time.
Pian that I cannot explain to no one or nobody.
Copyright © Catherine Madura | Year Posted 2010
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