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Poetry: Hidden Pain

Updated on August 30, 2014
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Hidden Pain

Searing, blaring in my brain
Harder, faster like the rain
Wake up to the power, of it's roar
No more days of peace, you can't afford
Every single day, Every single night
Pressure builds, taking your sight
No one sees, the struggle with in
No longer serene, in your own skin
No end in sight, no light to follow
Words of condolences, sound so hollow
You don't know, you don't feel
You think it's a game, cause to you it's not real
How can you agree, to anything said
You don't wake in the night, seeing only red
Anger wells up, with each passing day
No desire to talk, nothing to say
Easier to deal, when you don't have to hide
What no one else, sees inside

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      kaiyan717 6 years ago from West Virginia

      Thank you for the comment bolt and arias. I wrote it open to incorporate all forms or pain, but alas this was written for the physical type. Rare disease day is coming up and I write this as one of the many with silent pain and diseases no one can see.

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      bolt1951 6 years ago

      It is a very nice poem, but like I tell my kids. Hey this is a short life don't waste to much time looking into the dark. Beware of darkness like George Harrison once said. Also a wise man once told me if it is confusing it is not of a godly nature, Pay it no mind and move on with life, without looking back and things have no other choice but to change for you will change along with it. It;s part of nature and that's the way it goes.

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      ariasnote 6 years ago

      Sad, but beautifully written. Sorry about the pain you are keeping hid inside. You are a great writer though of poetry! : )