Pain. Poem by alex sarich

Pain.



Pain, I hate you
you make me sad
a thief of joy
organizing my grief
telling me when to cry
definitely when to sigh.

The days of darkness
are down to you
stalking me everywhere
you don't light my shadow
or take away these feelings
injecting my mind with
liquid grief from eyes
misting my mortality.

I want to reach death
without cynical suffering
and all the baggage
maybe grow wings,
fly away where pain
cant hurt me anymore.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem takes me to another level of living with pain in your heart.
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alex sarich

alex sarich

Swansea. Wales. UK
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