Pain Unknown

the pain she feels is all her own,

she feels so hopeless, so lost, alone

she wants to end it, to leave it all

she feels she has no farther to fall

she feels like she has no other choice

she feels like she has lost her voice

her only way to end her day

her lovely words, they fade away,

she wishes she could do the same

to lose her life, and no longer hurt

would be her wish, not to feel like dirt

she feels she could have done something more

to help herself, to get off the floor

to stop the pain before it started

but the truth is, those are waters uncharted

those thoughts of fear, of something more

are so unfair, she couldn’t have known what was in store

she cannot change what has been done

she feels the battle cannot be won

her pain she tears it out from in

she paints a crimson grin

on her skin to make it fade

so through her thoughts she no longer wades

you cannot change what has been done

and when you realize that you will have won

the battle for your self, your core

and you will have pulled yourself off the floor

you have already proved you are not weak

you showed you can beat that creep

but the battle is not yet won

your days of struggle are far from gone

you are stronger than you care to admit

even if when I say that you throw a fit

your not the weak pathetic thing

you claim to be, you have no strings

your not a puppet for others to guide

you haven’t had an easy ride

and many would have perished had they walked in your shoes

but you were the one who had to choose

and you chose life, the hardest trial

it seems like you walked on endless miles

but you have survived, your heart is strong

and in this poem I wrote your song

the song of pain and struggles long

it goes on to show that you are wrong

you are not so weak and lost

you just had to pay the cost

of pain and sweat that is unjust

but through it all you’ve gained my trust

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this poem is dedicated to, and  is about my best friend sam

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