Her name is PainA Poem by hildaarletteThere is no warning beforehand. She makes no introduction for herself as she walks into the room. She has no face yet her expression is loom. She fills the atmosphere as her presence is loud and proud. You can beg and plead but she has no care about being fair. People often mistake her as temporary and for some it is true. For others she unpacks a few things and even invites some friends to stay too. They have no regard for the lovely home you have built. With no guilt they ignite it into flames. She plays a dangerous game and the aim is to make you feel shame. You add fuel to the flame by taking the blame, not knowing her claim is her way to tame. Eventually, becoming one and the same. © 2021 hildaarlette |
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Added on March 7, 2021 Last Updated on March 7, 2021 Tags: #mentalhealth, #pain, #poem, #writer, #depressed, #depression Author
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