Pain in its purest form
Endless nights of thoughts of pain, draining all the rain from my eyes. Nature and Me are my truest friends. I’ve seen the light but it still creates dark. I’m drowning in sorrow because life throws darts at me I can’t understand. Why is that frivolousness takes over me. I am Light but pain keeps me under the sun. Dreams of healing all, but then the rain comes, as I search for my friends to save me. Pain at it purest form is the best way to decriminalize and deceive. Can’t become the weakest link, so I will let the storm start, to end that rain that starts the pain in its purest form.
