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Hidden Pain

Views (35) Pain Created on 2-19-08 Flag

At your cold cruel words I glare
Back into your heartless stare
I make it seem your words don't hurt me
I stand strong as an old oak tree

I think if I show I don't care it'll end
But they just keep coming making it hard to pretend
I save all the pain
Until I'm the one that can gain

My feelings flow out in writing
While I'm always fighting
A burning pang to turn
It's a sharp knife I yearn

It's amazing people don't see
The raging storm inside of me
On the outside I'm strong as an ox
My pain stays in a box

Though when I get home
I let the pain roam
There's a part of me
That wants to see

Someday, somehow that everything will be alright
Though my future isn't very bright
There's a small seed of hope
That I'll some how manage to cope


*words hurt... be careful what you say to others. You never know what they're already battling inside. Saying hurtful words might just add to the pain.*

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On February 19th 2008 HumanF17TH Said :
HumanF17TH i love the first stanza...i dont know why...but it sticks out the most to me...good work! and the last few lines that you said were very true....words can hurt : /