The Terror Of Being In Pain

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

taken from my book, "In The Sand Traps Of Desire"

The Terror Of Being In Pain


Lost in a world of pain


__I wake up this way

I don't know what I did wrong

__to deserve this

I can't understand

__what I lack

____or why I lack it

Beginning to think

__that "life's not fair"


__if it's not

____could I eat a bowl of cherries

______and make it better?

Even my plan B's fail on me

When I want relief

__I am told to rely

____on a supernatural force

Sounds like forced prayer

I don't dig the dope

__that caused people to ask for God

____for their hope

I will mingle here

Wallowing in the death

__that is inside me

If I plummet

__I fall

If I see the light

__it's not real

If I hear the truth

__I'm hearing things

If I knew anything

__it's that "there is nothing to know"

So slap me silly

__if I am supposed to know better

I dig my life under the weather


__I am sick of it

Why would I bother trying to fix it?

It's not my fault life sucks

The dust that I have to bight

Is the dirt that I have to eat

But, God, kill me

I don't like to speak

So here I am

Beaten and broken

Stupid and unwilling

Shy and impossible

The minds of my friends

__are my only minds

And the loss of my luck

__is thee only luck I have

Yet, I fear losing more


Just a dreaded horror

Hanging above my head

Home in bed

__I just mope

Sick of this life

But tired of the dope

How long can I stay in pain?

Just until I lose more than just luck



D. L. Cannon

Submitted: October 17, 2015

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