Pain
sitting in a pool of your own blood
all the while you think
your taking the pain away
everyday same old stuff
every night the color red
every drop is like another minute of relief
all the pain and stress for that day is gone
then waking to a new day
new problems, old ones
new wounds, old scares
trying to hide the pain inside
faking a smile till your alone
each cut one less worry
each drop one more tear falls
until one day
no more tears left to fall
and no more blood left to shed
Copyright © Mandie Fischer | Year Posted 2007
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