P.X. Vexxus

Pain



He lives within the tortured recesses of his soul

Inside the darkness, where no one can stroll

Dwelling within a faceless world divided by fear

He would know this pain, but can no longer feel

 

An emotionally dead silhouette divided from society

No words reach him, he is forever cloaked in anxiety

Suffering within his mind, an everlasting war of pain

Inside this meaningless world, his emotions are slain

 

Between the searing winds and the raging tide

Inside the agony of his shallow tortured mind

Locked in a battle between right and wrong

Inside his misery is where he belongs

 

His transparent eyes consumed by forgotten despair

In the depths of his pain, within his own nightmare

An endless plague, filled with rotting decay and the heartless

To fight against ignorance, torment and pain within silence

 

For he is a prisoner, shedding blank tears of compassion

For a real world, he fights to bring salvation

For this poisoned world, tonight he breaks his chains

All he desires, is to free the world from pain

Comments2

  • Nicholas Browning

    I wonder what it means to be free of pain. I empathize with this poem's subject. Emotional and true, good work.

  • Candlewitch

    exquisite agony! my favorite lines are:

    For he is a prisoner, shedding blank tears of compassion

    For a real world, he fights to bring salvation

    For this poisoned world, tonight he breaks his chains

    All he desires, is to free the world from pain

    *hugs, Cat



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