Hurtful things,
I try to stay strong.
The pain in my heart is from all the battles in my soul.I cry out the pain,
I scream away the feeling.There's no need for me to stay strong,
if I can't control it.My road in life contains more pain than I can handle,
It kills me slowly,
and soon I'll be shattered.But I pray to the sky that soon I'll be free,
not a single soul should feel this horrible feeling,
of mixed pain stabbing me.Everyone around me,
living life like nothing.While I'm in my own hell,
suffering through everything.No one hears me screaming in pain.
No one can see me crying in help.I lied, I broke souls,
I did all I could,
so that I could finally get peace,
and be free from this hook.No word to describe it,
no word to save my soul.Should just let me suffer alone,
there's no pain worth a soul.-P.K Kae
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The Road Of Lost
PoetryThe road of lost, an Emotional journey for the lonely souls. So beautiful, yet so painful. What are you waiting for?