OUR PAIN

What will I do with this broken heart?
By the claws of this world, I am torn apart.
My smile taken from me so long ago.
In its place left a grimacing sickening glow.
A frown that is etched upon my grace.
A sea of Tears fall, erode my face.
Nothing left now just empty space.
What possessed me, that I should die this way?
I reckon its my lot is all I can say.
So I focused on all the Pain that I feel.
Only thing to me that makes life seem real.
My throat is bound with chain and reel.
My loins are pierced with zeal and steel.
Time fly’s so fast yet the pain stands still.
Pain is the gateway to understanding life.
Our days will be full of sadness and strife.
The God of all being has said in His word.
Think not for a moment what I say is absurd.
All those who live will someday die.
Broken children lay down and cry.
Pain that assures us that we are alive.
It’s the pain that gives our will and our drive.
If you live in a fantasy, then pain you wont feel.
Then truth is all meaningless, makes falsehood so real.
Tempting for your kind to live in a lie.
There are more of you than we are I say with a sigh.
So hold your head high living all of your lies.
One day you’ll be cut to pieces and brought down to size.
An end for you and to me no surprise.
So I live everyday with this broken heart.
Not letting this world fucking tear me apart.
As for the pain, ill live with it my friend.
Tis here and can’t change it till the very end.
So use pain to advantage while your alive.
It’s the hurt and the pain that creates your will to survive.