MaxWritesPoems

Pain.

 

Pain

 

Pain

is a game

you play.

 

You play me

and see

how far you can push.

 

Now I’m on the ledge

holding on.

 

Trying to be strong.

 

You left without a fight

that night

forever trapped in my mind.

 

I wonder why

I was so easy to leave behind.

 

You never really cared

you were never really there.

 

I find it amazing all that I can see,

now that you left me.

Comments1

  • Maichael

    What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger!

    • MaxWritesPoems

      What doesn't kill you, makes you wish it did...

      • Maichael

        Don't think that way
        Because everything it's going to be okay
        Even if it's not today
        It will be someday!



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