The Deepest Pain
a scream that cry with anger in my head...
like the blood that runs hot red,
it is a dark deep pain like a bruise,
under the surface clots and fused,
never hurts only when reminded...
especially in nearness i find,
so tender my flesh feelings shutters...
the agony is so harsh it thunders...
thru my soul i cradle in myself
with slow paced deep breathe...
i struggle to forget my lovely pain,
like a wound that was stained...
in my soft silken heart with dyes
soaked deep in the windows of eyes...
rock and shake to sleep-wake,
my lost sadden soul wouldn't break...
shut out harsh light tender aches...
remnants in pieces of burnt state,
i moan in melody of pulsed throbs...
as the deepest pain won't stop... |