Pain Poetry Poem by Fareez Phalez

Teary eyes on sleepless nights
Puffing cigarette smoke out the window
Sleeping pills would come in handy
To sleep on the pain you'll never know

In the dark I'm writing rhymes
This mood really is my inspiration
Connecting words won't fix my heart
But broken hearts produce best creations

I write five pieces of poems every night
'Cause you know, it really hurts me a lot
I pen down all my thoughts and my prayers
It's as if I'll be mailing them straight to God

I wish these papers can write me back
I just need someone to talk to
I'm feeling so lost as good as blind
In the dark trying to figure where do I go to

And unfortunately tomorrow comes
Though it has never been promised
I just can't eat plus I'm losing sleep
I wonder how long more I can take this

2017