A Friend In Pain

A Friend In Pain short poem

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I don’t want to lie and say
that i can feel or know your pain.
Or tell you that there’s a rainbow…
after a painful heavy rain.

But i can say that many times..
I to thought of my demise.
Thought of cutting all my loses.
Slash my veins so I could die.

I always felt i was alone
Alone crying  – going insane.
No one ever heard my cries.
No one ever felt my pain

So I hoped and always prayed
That one day I’d shut my eyes
And fall into eternal slumber.
And to meet my own demise.

But as i laid and as i pondered
Perplexed i always seemed to be.
As my hand i held much tighter
The blade i thought would soon free me.

For all my faults everyone I blamed
I always blamed everyone but me.
But then one day as pointed angrily
I so noticed that in my hand.
There were 3 fingers – pointing back at me.

And so blinded by my hatred.
My own self pitty i did not see.
Yet My pain has never ended..
It Still lives inside me.

Time still can never mend
The pain that grows in me.
I ways try to fight it
Never again I Hope and pray.
That the pain will gain control of me.

But i hope you too shall realize
Hope in your mind n heart you too shall see.
That it’s selfish to give up in life.
All you’ll do is hurt the ones you love.
All You’ll do is hurt your family!

So Stay strong and don’t give up.
Someone out there will always love you.
So Don’t quit and let them down.
Because Those that truly love you.
For you —  They will always be around.

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