The Prize of Pain
The Prize of Pain
Remember the pain you left behind
How sad, how mad, it broke me inside
The memories wrestles in my bed
I want to get up and move what lies ahead
I stop and think and pretend to be glad
I said to myself, how long will this be
My other side said, hold on like a tree
At the end it will leave like a bee
A flower that once beautiful inside
will always be leave behind
I hold on for nothing,Fight for one thing
but is this the prize that I can gain
No one wants to live constrain
I want to stay although it cause pain
Soon it will end, but the love will remain
Copyright © Kathrina Fagela | Year Posted 2013
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