Pain, The Faceless Man.

Always a different kind of pain

to discover. Different from the last 

ache, a pain like no other

Remembering the heartache the time

before and the pain that almost 

destroyed me, I couldn't take no more

   

It's a battle within its self,

A battle in another war. Harder to

detect the dangers, even harder than 

before.

How could I possibly make it through

this all over again?   With barely

surviving the last time, it nearly did

me in!

   

I want to turn and run the other

way but I know thats not possible, It

will only follow and return another day

No matter how hard I try everything

always fails, and once again the face-

less man prevails..

   

In the end, I hope there will be a

different version to it all I hope its

me standing, watching him take the fall

The man with no face, The faceless Man

 

 

 

Reviews

[Mjr. Tom]

Good poem, I like it,you should seperate the lines later. Other than that keep up the good work :)