Crying
To myself.
Every night,
Before I sleep,
I pray and I cry.
I don't know
Why I even try.
He's not there.
But He helps me hide.
Hide behind the pain.
YOU ARE READING
Hiding Behind the Pain
PoetryA book of free verse poetry about pain, hate, and everything life throws at you.
5
Crying
To myself.
Every night,
Before I sleep,
I pray and I cry.
I don't know
Why I even try.
He's not there.
But He helps me hide.
Hide behind the pain.
