Pain isy friend

Pain isy friend

A Poem by Lord of mad men

What is pain
I can't tell it apart
Anymore it just the same
The same as living
Well I have grown to enjoy new pain
Short pain my pain is everlast
It scars me and burns me
But I walk through the flames
It burns but I find peace
It is short but peace is peace
My is my bane and my reason to live
Pain do not leave till the end

© 2016 Lord of mad men


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Very well expressed feelings in this poem....I like how you used pain to see the truth behind reality...It does hurt, and it does burn. It's one of the toughest things to deal with in life...Good job...

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