It starts off small,
One sad thought,
One Unhappy day,
But it grows.
And people all experience
This mutual Pain.
|
It grows with great force,
It plants a root in you,
A root that once planted,
May not be collected again.
Thus planting this mutual pain.
|
It leads to many different allegations,
Many inferences that result in
Scarring instances.
Eternally showing the
mutual pain.
|
In some cases,
Like a viper in the sand,
It strikes.
Maintaining its presence,
For different amounts of time,
Slowly poisoning you,
Until it ends.
Waiting to start again.
Always replaying this
Mutual Pain.
|
In other instances,
It appears to be a permanent
Inaccessible power,
Leading to days of pain-filled
Remorse.
No ability to stop it,
Only to move onto another day.
Never ending the mutual pain.
|
And thus it consumes,
It attacks the soul,
The mind.
Always reminding its carrier,
That they share a
Mutual Pain.
~Karter Z
YOU ARE READING
Mutual Pain
PoetryThis is a poem about an inner struggle found in many- A poem of the actual experiences someone with depression *may face.
