My Pain, Your Gain.

My Pain, Your Gain.

A Poem by Em

It Hurts again,
It's the worst pain.
The crimsons flowing from my vein,
It's running down the drain.

There's a bloodstain,
It's driving me insane.
My tears, like acid rain,
I can't explain.

I need to be hit by a train,
I need to turn off my brain.
It's just one big chain,
I can't restrain. 

© 2017 Em


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How does your mind work to find rhyme when you are troubled in sadness? I wonder. I am amazed to read this, it is emotional.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Najam Us Saher

7 Years Ago

And so are you :)
Em

7 Years Ago

Awwwww, thanks again. i hope to chat to you some more soon.
Najam Us Saher

7 Years Ago

Sure, anytime.

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