Pain

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Pain

An old friend of mine would every now and then come and go
They thrive on my company and when we met they took it slow
They stood by my side through every heartache and every blatant lie
They always cared beside me through every raging fit and every cry
...But I must warn you about my dear old friend for they are not at peace
I don't even know how I'm going to explain this with any ounce of ease.

They're abusive and toxic and creep up in many forms.
They are not what you would desire in your life, not the social norm.
As they welcome themselves beside me as they do every single time.
Chills run down my back as they place their frozen hand in mine.
They stroke my hair back to that place just right behind my ear.
Then whisper to me thoughts that no one should ever have to hear.
I clench my teeth together and raise my arm to grip my chest.
They feel my distress and understand what no one would've guessed.
But they find comfort in my hurt and pull me closer I swear as close as we can get
Then they bond me to them and remind these thoughts that I'll never forget.
Then when they let me go, we split apart and leave to our separate ways.
But I know I will always see them again even on the higher, better days.
They will always be a part of me for they left an un-removable stain.
I will never forget you... forever and always, my dear old friend...Pain.

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