Pain - Part 1
by Josh Gunn
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
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Deep look into the world of pain in my twisted noodle called the brain. I'm putting together a little series of different poems while I continue of with my book. Check back for more, Thanks!
My pain is real, rotting flesh.
From my feet, and past my chest.
I feel the puss, feel the leak.
Shoot me now, fulfill my dreams.
I maybe through, I maybe done.
I maybe wrong, maybe pain has won?
Will the pain I feel, go away?
Or will it stay another day?
My teeth fall out, my hair turns grey.
My bones get weak, sight gone away
Am I just weak, too old, to seek?
Or is there truth, these words I speak.
I fall down, and get back up.
In my deficated life, I just threw up.
I once had dreams, I thought I'd see,
But I lost it all, lost everything.
There is no end, there is no blame.
Only life and death, and both are pain.