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Pain
Eats at my very soul

Heart beats hard exploding in my brain with each thump

Pain
No one can understand unless they have been here

My mind screams with the unfairness of it all

Pain
It eats away at your confidence in self first

I was a strong minded woman now weak without strength

Pain
It can't be described as it rips through the body

Wholes are throughout leaving tunnels along the connective tissue

Pain
Detroying that which makes me unique

Takes away my wisdom as the tunnels weaken the mind

Pain
Leaving fear in places that used to be fearless

Alone as the demons remove my self worth

Pain
Creeps its way into the heart eating at the good as well as the bad

Heart skipping beats as it begins to lose its ability to beat

Pain
Works against every positive thing one has in life

Taking away my ability to stand on my own two feet making me dependent

Pain
Chews and feeds until it overuns the mind and body

Nothing left to help me fight even my will has been chewed away

Pain
Left to finish the job as no one notices before it is to late

I cry for help yet the vileness fills my throat and mouth making it impossible

Pain
Takes everything away, then heads to the next victim

I am left lifeless, no strength, energy, no will to live, fight, or breathe,

If only I had noticed sooner when that first seed was planted
I wish I had paid more attention to the weird things I noticed
Now I can no longer survice for the pain has won

Please I beg you, do not let it happen to you
FIGHT
FIGHT
FIGHT BACK!*

Don't let it win

Don't find yourself in a huge lifeless formwanting to escape with no outlet

For heaven's sake fight for your life beat the pain take its power away

I will be buried soon and the pain will try to skip to another person
Put up your defenses around me and don't let it in destroy it while it is trapped inside of me

Pain
It is a scarey way to go, save yourself from the pain
Written by Jennifer Humphrey
Taylor Scarberry Nov 2011
Light fading from my frame
attention falls from the picture i hold
dust gathers around my corners,
detroying what i once called new

Almost non-visible i remain
trapped by the four corners i call my frame
kept only to be forgotten
time is calling my name

Always will i be reminded,
nothing lasts forever?
A picture, once so new and beautiful
now lost with every glance

— The End —