Pain
Pain is an army that fights
Without Honor
It travels in packs attacking
Your heart by the numbers
It will not pull punches
It let them all fall
It stands out, stick out
Like a tower, it’s tall
It’s to blame for most tears
And what we call our fears
Pain is strong, fearless, and holds
Strong like a leech
Very few break free and win in defeat
Never fight with pain, a fight you won’t win
You struggle all your life and
Pain prevails in the end
Copyright © Lillie Williams | Year Posted 2016
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