Best Childhoodpain Poems


Pain

Pain run's through my soul, my heart and, my mind and it feels like a built went through a 
hole. Just to show what it can do to my body, and my soul, and my mined at the same time.

Pain run's though my body and I can't explain how bad it hurts or how bad it feel.

Pain is something that eats me up from the inside of my soul and the death of an ocean.

Pain is something nobody or I can see but I just let it be sence nobody or no one can see.

Pain is something that is so real that anybody or anyone can feel.

But one thing about my pain I can tell you is something that I cannot blame on nobody or no 
one or even aim at but my self.

Pain gos thought my body physically, and mentally and my body gets so cold because of the 
pain, and this pain that I cannot explain it my self.

This pain I feel has been with me most of my life and it feels like it will never go away, and 
this pain I have to go through every day and all the time.

Pian that I cannot explain to no one or nobody.

Here Is Where I'M Happy

Here is where I'm happy
This is where i belong
A loving place
That some call it home.

I lived there all my life
With the people that are dear
No one can take that way from me
Not even death itself

Here is where I'm happy
This is where i grew up
A place so filled with love
No other will compare

My mother,
sweet and fragile
A father
full of life
Siblings young and old
Make me feel all right

Here is where I'm happy
Because of the love
When I'm in pain or suffering
A shoulder will come passing by

With hearts so warm and loving
One never has to be alone
When in pain there is a place

A place so filled with love and peace
You'll never want to leave

This is where I'm happy
A place where there's no fear.

Accadent

the pain is real
my vains run cold
i slid across the gravel road
it hurt so bad 
tears blured my eyes

people sat down to watch me cry
i burned my leg that fatefull day
the scars ramain till this day
i feel the hatered boiling in me
i want to explode
i want to scream

i dont remember mutch of my past
all i know is i never laughed
when i would id wait to see
what would then happen to me
i cry at night remebering this
the pain i felt without a kiss







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