Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2009
Growing up hurts,
deep down in the guts;
or so it would seem.

Growing older hurts
when everything familiar,
becomes uncomfortable, again.

Learning life's lessons hurts,
strait to your soul.
Some may not get past
the simply breathless pain:
of a broken heart.
Or when some small unspoken
dream dies, as the realization that
your love is not going to be as easy,
or as soft as you thought it should be.

Everything in reality, either gives pain or pleasure.
My love hurts, but it is a pain that is worth living through,
rather than living without....
Written by
RandaRue
1.0k
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems