Unwanted Visitor
Is this the pain I must bear?
Cramps, torture, pains and all are things I fear
My bones are weak
And my is soul sick
Temper so aroused
Lonely and depressed
Eyes weary
With visions so blurry
My stomach’s most fragile ropes
Threatening to withdraw from each other
Here I sat lost in thoughts with no hopes
On how to put them together
And yet every month I pray to behold it
But when it comes I can’t withhold it.
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