pain

A Poem by 21pens

They say some Pain is good for you,
I have to disagree.
How can pain be good for you
if it doesn't set you free?

You have to fight for every ounce,
every speck,
every inch.
And when you can't fight any more,
Pain has you in a pinch.

For you can't win, you can't even loose,
without there being more.
Even when you close your eyes
and wish it away,
it comes knocking at your door.

Why can't the Pain just go away?
Why can't it leave me alone?

Because if I made it leave,
there'd be two without a home.