Pain
It hurts the inside and the outside
The physical and the mental
The stress will show
And emotions will let go
To have a phone shut in the face
Is more than embrace?
It is hate
Hate is what breaks up race
The division in the inward side
To fell high off of being deprived
Of your love, peace, and joy
To know there is one friend for you
In a time of need,
Some one you trusted caused you to bleed
To be crushed of your dreams
Of the love you are felling
They say no leave him alone
But you can’t because there is too much love
Depression weighs you down
And in your mind you say revenge
To make him fell how you fell
It hurt for some one to love you
But a strong woman can guide you
One independent and alone
Who got over and scratched all her foes.
Only on can go on
For 3 out of half are independent and alone
My solemn cry is for my eyes to dry
For my heart to heal
And for the lonesome pain to
Disappear.
Copyright © Mary Williams | Year Posted 2006
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