Pain By Natasha Hernandez Pain gains like a train.
It takes so long to stop.
And it gains and gains on you like a train.
And you are too afraid to yell for help because you won’t be heard.
Because when you talk no one listens.
When you are in a room full of people you feel alone.
You scream for help but you will never make it out of that deep dark place.
The bluebird in your soul turned black like a crow and ate all of the flowers in your heart.
And stopped singing the beautiful song now all you hear are those voices in your head.
You pray for the end but it will never come.
Soon the pain runs you over it didn’t take your life but it took your voice and your love for the world.
You decide not to talk or enjoy life because it always lets you down.
You decide not to have feelings because you feel your feelings are what's causing you pain.
In that deep dark place, there is no door to escape.
You cant get help because the train took your voice.
All you can do is pray for the end because your pain gains and gains on you like a train.
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