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Nov 15, 2016, 07:40 PM
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Member Since: Nov 2013
Location: usa
Posts: 3,836
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Quote:
Pain keeps me alive
by Kevin Boundy AKA the ghost
No one can get through to me.
The lights are on, but nobodies home.
I stay inside my mental prison.
Safe and sound behind this dome.
I have great friends and yet, I feel lost.
Social life just seems miles away.
My greatest goal in my life is simple;
Just to make it through the day.
I keep all this pain inside my soul.
I know no relief or vent.
The strength to make it through,
seems to be so heaven sent.
Without a heart, or soul, I stand.
Finding it hard to survive.
I am numb to all happiness.
pain is what keeps me alive.
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Sad poem : Pain keeps me alive
Quote:
This Pain Keeps Me Alive
The pain creeps so slowly
the pain I thought I had banished
the darkness swallows my soul.
I can't find peace
the world won't allow
it just rips my soul to pieces.
No one understands,
this burden put on me
a life I was not meant to live
has finally found me again.
I thought I was over the pain
the pain that creeps so slowly.
I thought that I could hide,
hide in the darkness forever
not making a sound to hide from the world.
I am alone.
A wolf without a pack,
I find no love, no joy, no happiness.
Only pain, sorrow, and hurt.
These are the things I keep with me
The things I leave in my wake.
I cannot throw them away.
They keep me alive as nothing else will.
In my eyes my soul is colder than the world.
It has no room for love and caring.
It has been taken over by the pain,
The pain I want no part of but must have.
I sometimes wish for death,
but that would end the pain that keeps me.
The pain will not let me go as I will not let it.
I try to hide from the world and pain in dreams
dreams that don't exist, they just shelter me.
This pain is hard to bear,
It just won't leave.
As I think I realize that I don't want it to,
It shelters me from the worse pain,
The pain of the fact that I am not loved,
Most do not notice me.
They do not like the pain in my eyes,
It scares them. Them that lead perfect lives,
They don't need pain to keep them happy as I do.
This is my world.
True it sucks with the pain slowly creeping,
but it keeps me alive, sane, happy.
True it is a twisted happiness,
but a happiness I need to save me,
save me from the greatest pain of all.
No Love. No Pack. No Life.
So I sit here in the empty room
I know my pain must end,
But when will it end as all things must?
So here I sit,
A packless wolf,
A loveless child,
And the blood is drying,
My blood, is drying, staining
On the cold, white, marble floor
© 7 years ago, Meghan Bitter
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