Inner Pain
As the storm moves in the pain moves out
trying to protest against the tears pouring out
then the wind blows in and shifts my pain again
to an angry rage that will never win. I turn to
face what has disturbed my past only to reface
the demons wrath.
Copyright © Trisha Yopp | Year Posted 2009
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