The Deep Pain   Author:  5349  Category:(Poetry) Created:(6/23/2001 10:46:00 PM) This post has been Viewed (333 times) It feels like a sliver Feels like someone's cutting you These words may seem like nothing But I can feel the cutting too It's a pain a pill can't reach Like my grandpa always says You go through a life of Pain And then just boom-you're dead Jesus died to save us all You mean it was worse before? I'm glad I wasn't around then The Pain is already much to sore It's cutting me, cutting me The pain that's much too deep It's killing me, killing me The cure's out of my reach I never thought I would have to say goodbye To the life I once knew well Now it's time to wave goodbye I feel safe only deep inside my shell Memories of that little girl With such a great life, and eyes so bright They fade away into nothing Like the last star of the night She comes to me every morning Returns again in the night Didn't wanna give up that version of me But she drifted out of sight I must be losing the fight She didn't get a chance to say goodbye Guiltiness rests in my heart Hard to believe that once was me But now this is her after she fell apart I have nowhere to run I have nowhere to hide A burning pain too strong to ignore I keep it bottled up inside Where did all of this begin? Way before I lost my mom No warm lap to climb onto No warm shoulder to cry on He put us through a deep black pain Wouldn't let us free She had to sacrifice her life To get him away from my sister and me Where is a friend, where is a friend Who can help me be free again I'm searching in all the wrong places But where else can I begin? Sure I sound stuck on my own problems Sure people get tired on my constant whines But I sit there and listen to them intently And keep this up all the time I guess this is a one-end-benefit kind of deal They get all the good part And I sit alone Sadness invading my heart I sit alone in a dark corner With the spiders and the dust While over there those special kids Don't even know I'm one they can trust Do I complain? When I complain Once in a great while No one seems to listen, though I am the one who listens to them And they are free to smile Where do I turn? Who do I trust? Where do I go? Where can I run? Where can I hide? Who will listen? I guess only God will ever know It's a long stretch to say That I am a truly happy soul I am a slave to my own father The man who thinks to him something I owe Must I sit alone? With the spiders and the dust? Well if this will lead to happiness Then I guess I must Just when I am close to crashing down To where no one will turn out alive I realize how strong I am AND I WILL SURVIVE! The deep pain that keeps me locked up As a prisoner in my own mind Eventually this deep dark pain I will leave behind. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click here Scroll all the way down to read replies. Show all stories by   Author:  5349 ( Click here ) Spring is coming