Pain
PAIN
I HAVE NEVER DREAMT OF
THIS WILL BE MY
FATE.
THE THINGS ARE TURNING
INTO SIROCCO OF LIFE
AGAIN AND AGAIN.
THE TIME SHOULD HAVE
STOPPED BY ME.
AND SHOULD HAVE GONE
ON AND ON.
TH E FEEL IS HORRIBLE
FEEL TO FOLLOW
AND CAN'T BE CHANGED FOR
FOREVER SO.
IT HAS BEEN RUINED
ALL ALONE.
AND LEFT ALONE ON
ISLE OF MY OWN.
FEEL IS KICKING DEEP
IN MY HEART.
AND GIVING ANEURYSM
TO ME IN MY HEART.
THE PAIN IS UN-BEARABLE,
AND COMING OUT OF THE PAIN
IS DIFFICULT FOR
ME TO FACE.
IT IS NOT AT ALL
WAY I THOUGHT.
WHY CAN 'T IT BE
THE WAY I THOUGHT.
THE THINGS COMING BY ME
ARE NOT THE THINGS I THOUGHT.
THE FEEL IS KILLING ME
DAY AND NIGHT.
ELOPE IS THE THOUGHT
I AM THINKING OF.
TO GO ON ISLE
WHERE I CAN FIND MY OWN.
AND FEEL SHOULD BE GOOD
TO FEEL.
Copyright © Saurabh Gupta | Year Posted 2010
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