The pain that beats inside my heart
is a throbbing ache of a harshful atrocity.
It feels like my heart has been torn apart
due to endless hate and mockery.
The pain burns like a fiery furnace.
Waiting to unleash its flames with full fury.
Having a heart with a fragile surface.
I find myself wanting to be buried.
But whose to say if the pain will ever end.
It seems to want to stay even though i have seldom friends.
At times it feels like im all alone.
Left to endure this pitiful struggle.
Then i think about others who dont have a home
Which makes me even more humble.
Although i got through the stress and the strain
What remains is a mess
bearing this endless pain.
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