Pain Poem by Maranda Kuhl

Pain



Yep I feel it, is it love, is it hate, it is sadness...no it’s pain. Pain from love, pain from hate, pain from sadness. No matter what I feel it. Oh be happy they say, well how can I when I am always sad. Oh that is not true love they say, how would you know it’s not true love...you aren’t me. Don’t hate they say, how can I not hate when others around me hate and abuse me. All this brings pain, pain that doesn't come from the body, but of the soul and heart.

Thursday, May 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: depression
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