EXIT WOUNDS
Sometimes these wounds are hard to hide, it’s hard to keep them all inside
I try my best not to let them show, while wishing for a way to let them go
A different pain has caused each one, suppose they’ll stay ‘till life is done
And I am sure that there will be more, it seems for me that is what’s in store
Through the flesh right to the soul, leaving a void, a dark black hole
Consuming all tissue that tries to live, leaving nothing for me to give
Though I struggle as I may, it’s still so hard to find a way
To keep these wounds from my mind, they consume my thoughts all of the time
I try to solve I try to reason, I try to find a place that’s pleasing
Where I can gently lay down my head and these pains won’t cause such dread
They come to the surface without showing, all the while they continue growing
Lying just beneath my skin, looking for a chance to wound me again
Even the best in life can cause pain, when there’s nothing to lose and the world to gain
When everything’s so sunny it’s hard to see, how difficult every situation can be
You think this is great, it’ll make it all better, funny what all can derive from a letter
It’s a different pain but a pain none the less, then you search to see what is best
There’s pain from being and being without, then your mind is clouded with doubt
It’s hard to hide the wounds away, it’s hard to keep going day after day
When another pain has been created, it’s hard to hide it from the one that made it
The wounds pierce my body and surge deep inside, never to leave, eating me alive
If I let it all out, it could mean doom, so no one will ever see any exit wounds
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