Painful Misery
Painful words fill my head,
As misery chokes me down.
And though I lie in my bed,
I rather be six feet underground.
I don't know what to do now,
Or how to stop the pain.
In my head I scream out loud,
As tears fall down like rain.
And my life is full of showers,
As my days are filled with dread.
I feel like I have no power,
As I curl up on my bed.
Words torture me,
As they swirl 'round and 'round.
Increased is my misery,
I fall to the ground.
Words are painful misery,
And I feel like the only one.
The words continue to hurt me,
And so I pull out a gun.
Copyright © Angelita Becerra | Year Posted 2010
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