Pain


Pain seeps out in your words and it hurts to hear them, hurts to read them.
Endless pain when you wake up one morning and realize you are dead,
Buried and forgotten by those who are dear and close to you,
But alive and kicking to strangers. People who don’t give a damn about you.
You will forever be in pain when you wake up in the morning ,With a jolt,
To an emotionless face of someone who tells you nothing but to go out and kill.
Take another human's life.
Or yours would be taken in more painful ways than you could imagine.
Pain when you go to sleep and every night and you see yourself being lowered in your own grave, but when you scream to those mourning and burying you,
your screams are whimpers that no one hears.

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