My PainA Poem by donny ingrahamAll that people see yet they fail to see beyond the surface but still judging me Not knowing the pain behind my eyes nor the countless times I've cried these tears are like rain but nobody can relate to my pain The struggles my knuckles are bruised worrying about food for the day Barely living life seems so low nobody has yet to understand my pain I stand alone crying in silence hoping for a break Life is hard my blood spills, just to see another day what else remains my life?
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3 Reviews Added on October 14, 2011 Last Updated on October 14, 2011 Authordonny ingrahamwilton manors, FLAboutI'm a 36 year old writer and poet. Possessing a scarred past, but not allowing it to take me down. I have written two books of poetry and write at any given moment to express myself. more..Writing
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