The Pain

It’s taken my voice,

It’s making my sound,

It’s constantly pulling,

It’s breaking me down,

It’s sitting on top of everything pure,

In hopes that I won’t endure,

It’s killing me slowly,

One inch at a time,

It’s playing a game that I’m not supposed to win,

It’s hurting my heart,

Eating at my soul,

It’s feeding me lies,

It’s hoping that I won’t battle on,

That I won’t fight back,

And by default fight on.

 

Hayley Geri 2016 ©

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Author: dreamingofluminousthings

Hey I'm Hayley. 25. Australian. Female. Poet/Writer. Writing is my greatest outlet. It is my passion and my escape from an often twisted reality.

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