Pain
Pain, which of my pains derides me more
The pain of love that no longer flows
The pain of suffering along life’s weaving path
Or the pain of knowing you’re no longer here
No longer here for me, yet still exists
Painful memories revolve in my hurting brain
Why can’t life be a simple act of breathing, living
Not a painful burden to be shouldered alone
Pain in the heart can be one a surgeon can help
Yet knowing deep down the knife cannot cure
The pain of knowing, of living a dream
Why not let me die……. pain no more
When I lay there pale of skin,
Creases of pain no longer line my face
Don’t cry for me as I have lived ……
No more to cry out in inhuman tones….
…….all is at peace……
Penned 12 November 2016
Contest: Shooting Blank Verse - John Lawless
Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2016
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