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Deepest Pain
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10. Darkest Emotions Kick me when I fall to the ground,
I'm used to being hurt.
Reality has never been kind
to one such as I.
Your emotions quick to anger
while I lay here in despair.
Perhaps we just weren't meant to be
and this is all a dream.
Turn and walk far away,
I just don't care anymore.
Until the end of this life
I fear this deepest pain.
Now I'm left alone in the dark
bleeding because of you.
In your eyes I am worthless
just a means to an end.
All I know is it hurts
and I wish the pain would end.
Now you sit and watch me die
and wonder what you did.
Sad poem but...................
look at this beautiful poem that you were able to write from your pain. Sometimes pain can be a gift unto itself. It teaches us when nothing else is able to. Keep writing. Poetry is a lovely medium from which the soul is able to help one get through the hardships that life has in store for us.
I enjoyed reading your work thank you for sharing..........Sincerely, Melissa Lundeen.