Poem -

Pain

Pain

Once again they are growing
longer every day

The sleeves are showing,

as I'm realizing slowly

I'm not worth more than a cent.

I was pushing them back

but they returned to hunt me,

My heart is too soft to be hardened

I should have stepped off

but I couldn't.

It's not over, still going

A book with blank spaces

blank pages

not even halfway there

How is it still going?

How is there still more?

I found myself back in the places

looked down at my laces,

The cuts weren't healing

New were appearing

The blood now is speaking for the tears that stopped leaking.

still learning

still hurtingĀ 

The pain never stopped

I just got used to it

The more it gotĀ 

The less I could feel it

But from here and there it stabbed deeper

I felt it

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Hj

Oh Vik, I’ve been thereĀ 
Very deep. I hear youĀ 
šŸ’›

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Vik

Thank you.
I hope you're doing better now.
🧔

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Marion

Very relatable write x

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author
Vik

Thank you,
I do hope you're doing fine.
There is always light in the dark😊
Vik🧔

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Marion

Not always Vic...unfortunately...hugs x

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Vik

If you ever feel like you need somebody to talk to feel free to message me, might not be able to respond on the spot, but know I have seen it.
life is unfair but that doesn't mean the people around it don't care.
Love and hugs Vik🧔

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Marion

Oh that is so sweet, you know Vic I tend to write it out on here, please or offend lol...you are so truly sweet and nice and i'll bear that in mind...and ditto...thankyou ā¤ļø

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