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The pain was so unbearable- I'd cry "Tears of Pain",

Time has passed- The pain is still the same.

But I no longer cry- I fight the hurt within,

Sit down and write a poem and get back to myself again.

But eventually I'll end up back in my hell again,

In a situation totally relevant- To my current condition,

I've been molded out of pain- Put in an awkward position.

It's a difficult transition- Living with indifference.

Walking the thin line- Between pain and fear,

But I still cry painless tears- Because the pain for years.

Has finally gotten old- I'm sick of hurting,

So I'm letting it be told- I'm no longer letting my Life unfold.

I'm stepping up- Ready to try and fill my hole,

To make me whole- Setting new goals.

To be embraced by the world- Living forever through my thoughts,

Having everyone see the battles fought- And the lessons taught.

I'll always have the pain- I've fought with it for years,

I used to cry "Tears of Pain"- But now I cry "Painless Tears".







Michael C. Lucas