Chaotic Mind's Dosage Of Poetry

This Pain, I'll Conquer

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           the cut that can not be
           compared to any
           wells or oceans, 
           'cause the cut is deeper
           than a naked eye can see. 
           it bleeds not just a bag of blood
           needed for a donation,
           but like the strongest falls
           that it could ever be.
          
           it hurst to know 
           that i gave you 
           the most vulnerable.
           you've taken for granted what i gave
           what i gave you,
           stabbed me from behind and left me
           and left me nothing
           but only a wounded heart
           and aching soul.

           i'm so close to dying. the
           the pain is suffocating. i can not
           i can not breathe,
           'cause there's a lump in my throat
           that i could hardly swallow.
           yet, i will not let this end me.
           i am stronger that i could
           ever imagine.

— this pain, i'll conquer | i.i.