Sinister Rhyme
I now live a life of unending pain
And nothing I knew now remains
the same,
Standing, walking, laying down...
With pain's grimace, my soul does frown
Just make it thru the day,
That's what those other wise ones have to say,
But, I bet, and I wonder,
If they had this agonizing pain,
Would they really say the same?
I bite my tongue, and I hang on,
Soon enough, Im sure, I'll be gone
That will be God's call,
And not mine,
Until that day,
I'll masquerade as fine....
Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2007
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