My Ball and Chain

When you hurt so much inside with pain You carry around a type of ball and chain It reminds you of everything in the past Like reading the Moon’s weather forecast Nothing bright or special childhood time No one wants to listen to hurt it’s all mine I was scared from the inside out as I shout Can it end I’m to hurt so here’s another clout Some carry around a book or a lovely bag For me it’s my ball and chain that I must drag This want I need to get rid of it and be free Can anyone understand, please just let me be I struggle so much with pain of every kind, I know it’s not me that’s going out my mind My body is ripped apart including my heart I am sure that was the intention from the start My ball and chain grows as a sad reminder did they not love me surely that's much kinder Instead they gave me torture to carry inside me It’s heavy and it hurts why can’t anyone see.