MY FRIEND, PAIN
I've been visited by an old friend named pain
It's a hurt, an awful heartache, threatening forever to remain.
Physical discomfort, take a pill, relax
You know whatever happens, it'll soon become lax.
Healing takes place within the body; heart and soul, it's different there.
That's a pain that is unending, nothing else can compare.
The healing on the body can sometimes leave a scar,
It fades with time, it lightens, we forget as the past moves far.
The pain of heart and soul can gape and always bleed;
It can be un-healing, pain turning inside to need.
This pain devours your insides, heart and mind;
It leaves you empty, lonely, somehow you're stuck in time.
The deterioration continues, most others never see
How torn apart you are and how it will forever be.
This pain runs deep, it's cut is sharp;
It's always there, forever from the start.
It eats you completely, chews you up and spits you out;
It's quietly destroying you, for help you long to shout.
Confess this pain? This destructive kind?
If so, you'll surely lose your mind!
Your heart is shattered; your world is crushed,
Your entire body, mind and life is turning into dust.
Don't mess with me, I'm fragile pieces;
If breathed upon my life just ceases.
To spread this dust of what's left of me
Will cause my person no longer to be.
The wind has blown those pieces left of me
To soar, to fly, forever free.
That pain unending, cold, dark and dank
Will finally end, to that wind I give Thanks!