Each day I live,the pain consumes.What little stability I have bloomed.
Like walking in a cloud of fog.Falling down, sinking into smog.
I try and try to ease the pain.A fallen effort with no gain.
Thoughts begin to eat away.Makes me want to end it today.
We never know what’s wrong without pain.Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same.
Sometimes it’s nice to sit in the rain .Even to just relieve the pain…..