Compilation of Poems

Pain Years Old

Would it be
that the wall I built
stood so high
that i was trapped inside
still untamed?
It was dreadful
being all alone
trying to emancipate
from my own chains.
I had felt
a lot of distress
while I was totally empty.
The battle of dealing
with those voices
made me sick and tired
and got me used to it.
I found comfort in being hollow
and the demons became a part of me.
Mishaps and dolor and silence
became my daily dose of caffeine.
I say its a win-win situation
As time goes by
I had still grown
and so as my demons.
Maybe having a lot of vacancies
wasn't so bad
because these gaps are just enough
to keep me breathing.
Maybe i was meant to be miserable
so that I can learn
to embrace my worst parts.
Now, I had found peace
In darkness
I had found home
In pain.

Poem and photo by Ms. Jancel Wayne Cloves