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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Not sure how fond I am of this write very different style to my usual genre. #experimenting Well look whos back again My old compardra My closest companion chronic pain What a lovely way to see in the new year And spend new year's Day Alone rolling around the bed Unfortunately in agony How romantic I bet it said Maybe it is all in my head My imagination running wild Shame it's come up with something I dread Why can't it just leave me alone Is it intent on constantly reappearing Till it's isolated me from everything and everyone one I've known Maybe I don't want to be alone Maybe I don't want to be stuck in my head Listening to all the negative things it's said I just want to be free, free of the pain and misery It teased me for a time I thought it had said it's goodbyes But like a predator It just allowed me enough time to recover So It wouldn't all be ended and my casket buried Before it pounced like a panther And it sunk it's teeth in right next to my gugular Its not finished with me yet like it would grant me a quick painless death Why won't it just leave me be or do the kind thing and put me out of my misery Surely I've done my time served my servitude Paid my pennants for whatever crime Will it not be satisfied till it spills my blood Or has me hung drawn and quartered In one last final act of vengance To inflict the ultimate pain on my broken body Must I scream like William Wallace for freedom Will it then relent and show me mercy I think not, I think it thrives on my cries Like a psychopath It smiles at my demise I bet it loves to just sit and watch Yes it's back again But this time I don't think it sees the need for a reprieve, this time it's never leaving it's not stopping Because it has no plans on ever getting going or being gone. Obviously I've got a lifers debt left owing, it would no doubt say sing.
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