THE PAIN
by Ken M Ackerman
I can put on a smile,
Or laugh until I can't breathe,
But it just doesn't matter,
It's always with me.
I can talk on the phone,
Or be with my friends,
It seems it will be there,
Until the very end.
I can sleep at night,
And from outside it may not seem
As if it is there,
But it is in my dreams.
I hear it in every song,
I see it in every face,
It is winning over happiness,
In my life's race...
The race towards death.
Will I die happy,
Or die sad,
With it still in me?
It's cursing my life,
Making it harder each day,
No matter what I do,
It never goes away.
It is the pain,
Scarring my heart,
And it seems it is always here,
Making my life hard.
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