Pain Over Pain Poem by trina johnson

Time ticks by,
And here I sit.
Full of a pain,
I'm unwilling to admit.
Kept inside,
It will destroy.
Spoken aloud,
It will be devoid,
Of what it is.
The pain of me
Is sharp.
An ugly site to see.
Pain over pain
Is what I need
To force the emotions
To far receed.
It is the answer,
At least for me.
But the proof of it
Is so easy to see.
I will forever search
For the right answer
To once and for all
Force pain to defer...