For My Pain

For my pain, I have received nothing.

Not a smile.

Not a thank you.

Nothing...



For my pain... you do not seem to understand.

I've been through so much.

You refuse to care... refuse to know.

The knowledge that I hold through experience

is of what you have not.



For my pain... life has made itself more difficult.

Someone is always dying.

Things are always going wrong.

Time never comes when I need it.



For my pain... I have grown weak.

No longer strong and beautiful.

Like a flower without water, I will wither.

Soon, the sun will no longer shine upon my face.



For my pain... the days have grown long.

The nights are entirely too short.

Sleep will soon come with the shed of my blood.

So crimson red upon the already tear stained floor.



For my pain... I have become blind.

No longer seeing what I once did.

No longer able to look into the eyes of that special one.

No longer can I look into the mirror and see my own reflection.



For my pain... my body has become unfair.

No longer will it let me run into my lover's embrace.

No longer will it all me to reach out for a helping hand.

No longer will it permit me to kiss those ever-sinful lips.



For my pain... always for my pain...

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