There Is a Pain
There is a pain that drives insane
A pain so dark so deep
It robs my breath, it brings on death
And still in Shoal, I weep
There is a pain, my curse, my bane
That changes sanity
A pain that twists as it persists
To mock humanity
The pain I speak, is mine to keep
And yet I must relieve
This heart of mine, this tortured time
I can no more believe
Those untrue words, like rotten curds
Bring pain to heart and soul
It’s all a lie, and here am I
To say, I am not whole
When love has died, and you have cried
And there is none to bless
When silence jeers, and your heart fears
That you are thought of less
When absence sighs, compassion dies
And you are left to mourn
How could it be, this travesty
When love has turned to scorn
For pain I have, there is no salve
There is no pain relief
I’ll go to grave, no one can save
From pain in time so brief
Eileen Manassian
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