Pain


so much mental pain
I refuse to rely on drugs for the escape
I get weak and light the bowl
infusing my lungs with burning herbs
confusing my mind with twists and turns
so much mental pain
I refuse to rely on death for the escape
I get weak and swallow the pills
dosing off to sleep my death away
letting go of my spirit to let it stray
so much mental pain
I refuse to make the phone call
I get weak and call my father
I know I'm just a bother
to get his acceptance would be a honor
so much mental pain
I refuse to to tell my mother
I get weak and get beat
she'd prefer me to accept solitude
she'd decline me to be with you
so much mental pain
I refuse the bad vibes
I get weak, angry, frustrated and I cry
what's wrong, I tell a lie
my vexation isn't justified
so much mental pain

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