Pain
What mortal pain enslaves my heart and causes my eyes to cry?
What pain subsides in my mind and forces my lips to lie?
What caustic rain falls on my brow and burns into my soul?
What voice calls out my name and pushes me to go?
What lyre sings the notes that cause my heart to bleed?
What eyes look upon my face, seeing what I need?
Who¹s lips gently kiss me as I fall into slumber?
Who¹s presence, when it is known, makes my heart thunder?
When is the light of sun ever welcome in my eyes?
When is the love of one ever broken in my lies?
What mortal pain dwells on my conscience and causes me to cry?
What pain follows me to my death-bed as I perpetuate the lie?
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