The Price of PainA Poem by T. L. O'Neal
The Price of Pain Written by T. L. O’Neal What is the price of my pain Is it at the cost of happiness Or at the expense of love… Maybe the price of my entry above How can you tell when it hurts so much When all you need is a loving touch One that will tell you that everything’s fine That life is good if you give it time… Who could’ve known that life would turnout this way When all you want it to do is just go away… Hide from the world and yourself too Never understanding, not knowing what to choose Spinning earth flying through space Full of souls that are dirty and full of sin None worthy to live on or to be let in Let them all burn in the fiery pits of hell Pay for their redemption with sulfur and smell They screwed up the world with their greed and lust Let them all perish and start from dust… And in turn earn back your Holy Trust Speak it into words and let it then be This time around, forget about me Creator do what you will with your spoken word Just don’t utter my name for I’ll never be I never asked to be here or do I care Just let me disappear in my total despair My life was over before it ever began It separated from me as if by hand If I could I would have surely ran… Let me die in this hole that I have dug Spoonful by spoonful, year after year I’ve destroyed my life simply out of fear Living this yin and yang existence in my head Black and white images but never gray Colors float in and out like the flowing tide Never knowing what will come next inside Pain follows me around everyday For the penance that I must pay Broken heart and broken dreams That twists in the wind but never seen Damaged soul and broken spirit Not much left of me anymore… All that’s left is an empty shell One that’s empty and full of hell The pendulum swings to and fro Which direction I never know But you have to go on to survive… Life sure is a b***h to say the least Nothing more than the nature of my beast To hell with the world and all that belong They’re all so weak and not very strong They live for themselves not for the wronged Destroy them all with a brush of your hand Make them disappear from the cosmos sky Hurl them to the sun and let them fry Maybe I sound bitter and this is so Because I know things that you don’t know You wouldn’t care none in the least What’s the nature of my beast Back and forth his head does swing With hellish songs he must sing Look at him with his glowing eyes To you maybe it’s a big surprise Lighting fast as he strikes Never letting up in his fight Turmoil and torture are his only friends Comes after me at the changing of the winds How can you fight a creature such as this When all you want is eternal bliss You cover up your face and lay down to hide You’re all alone, no one by your side When the adrenaline rushes through my veins It’s like shooting it up in a main Flowing faster and faster in my head Won’t be long before I feel dead Caldron of chemicals flood my brain Wonder if anything will ever remain Or stay intact of my running thoughts For my wretched soul that was bought With the price of my lonely birth That damned me with this bloody curse Can’t buy my way out, money won’t burn I’m just biding my time till my turn So screw the pain and the loneliness too I choose to stay, fight and not to die I fight with the devil and I fight with my thoughts With my spirit that I tried to wrought… Into a shape that I can be pleased Then live with myself in harmony Forgive me for now I understand Without pain how can I grow as a man Let me learn from my mistakes And be the person you hope I can… Hope through this life I can stay sane And remember that it’s all the price of pain
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Added on February 17, 2008Last Updated on February 17, 2008 AuthorT. L. O'NealIn the sticks, NCAboutI started writing as a way to work out my feelings and found that I enjoyed it very much. I enjoy humor and feel that you can find it in most things, even though it may be hard to find at the moment. .. more..Writing
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