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Escape
I think about it non-stop, I beg it to go away please,
Every stupid thing I do, the possibility of a new disease,
As it turns out, always too late before I realize,
The consequences, and their ability to traumatize,
Pathologies, psychological self-confrontations the hardest of work,
Everyday I lose, surrounded by the dark corners where they lurk,
Try to escape for a second of peace, sunshine, love and rainbows,
Doesn’t matter, it finds me – always the remorseless pain knows.
these words are very carring deep meaning "always the remorseless pain knows"... i like this poem.
Dr. Zayed Bin Zakir Shawon