Too Much Pain
Too Much Pain
My heart is confounded.
My mind was astounded.
Compassion grew thick.
When someone was sick.
I used my best judgment.
To help with the ailment
My kindness backfired.
Now, my head is in mire.
I hope that my God will
Send comfort from His hill.
And brace up my hurt heart.
As living now seems tart--
I learned a hard lesson.
So, now I am regressing.
Back to my sheltered place
That is lost behind...my face.
Until never—
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
March 16, 2010
Poetic form: Rhyme
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