Pain
Tears trickle down my face, Love I had once was fully embraced
Memories of a care free spirit, Now is just the thing of the past
Being judged was foreign and compassion was known, Growing up shouldn't be a reason for letting those things go
Being lost is painful, unbearable, and frightning all in one
Pain is what I feel, What I know all to well
Joy is foreign and a childhood memory in which I want to fully endure
Being care free and spiritually lifted, those are the things I crave and want to fully embrace
Why can't I you ask? Because what I feel is pain, Which took years in the making
A lost soul who yearns for constant joy
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