There's absolutely nothing in this world that can be gained,
when you're lying flat on your back drenched in such evil pain,
It's all I can do in my power to wait this excruciating day out,
though wishing at times that my death will come about,
I slip into my weathered womb that's engulfed inside my head,
as I escape only for a minute, while I remain upon my bed,
I feel like a helpless child when the pain is raining down,
but I dream in velvet clouds while my soul continues to drown,
I HATE this pain, I despise this torture, and I curse my suffering,
because of all this, my physical body becomes my own worst enemy,
I'm aching to my blackened core, yet in spite, I'll shed my skin,
for if I just make it through tonight, maybe tomorrow, life begins.
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Poem / Religion and Spirituality
Poem / Fantasy
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