Pain
Do you sleep well at night even though you are in pain
As you have become more and more in Vain,
Doe's the pills you take help you forget all the evil you have done
Now that you are paying the price for having fun,
The man upstairs watches every move you make
Wanting to be evil was your mistake,
All the bad luck you are having is from the wrong you constantly deny
In your sick mind you think we are the ones who make you cry,
The logic here is that you will always be in pain
And one day the hate will over whelm you to the point of going insane....
Written By: Unique Poetry.......2014
Copyright © Michelle Born | Year Posted 2015
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