a crust of pain
woke up this mourning with a crust of pain in my eye
upon my face the tears stained and dried
opened my eyes and let reality in
and started the flow of pain once again
of the thousand things i saw in my dreams
like barbs and thorns they stick with me
visions of things that haunt me today
slice at my soul and won't go away
allowing my eyes to adjust to the day
knowing my heart can't adjust to the pain
pounding my brain to devert what i think
hoping that this dosen't destroy me
looking ahead until i go back to sleep
hoping i can get some relief
deverting this, it will not go away
i just don't want to deal with it today
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