The Quiet Pain

The pain stays till the morning,
And the day,
So long it’s been remaining;
And there’s no use complaining,
It’s that way,
Others left with their scorning,
Leaving me now all alone,
All the day,
Through the dark night at my home.

Leave me be,
Don’t watch my twisted pained face,
Go from me,
Walk away and leave this place.

Solitude;
It’s my lonely dark credo,
Attitude,

So leave me in pain and go.


Gloom 99

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