Please tell me that I am fine,
These scorching pains are on fire,
Burning me from in,
Never letting me win.
Please tell me that I am fine,
My tears are just saline,
Crawling down my face,
Never stopping to cease,
Please tell me that I am fine,
The aching desire to die,
Are nothing but a lie,
That I am longing for life.
Please tell me that I am fine,
These visions I see in night,
Make me wake up in fright,
I want to fight with all my might,
But I can't seem to stop at sight.
Please I beg of you,
Tell me that I am fine,
Why don't I get out of these?
Why they always go make me feel trapped?
Please tell me that I am fine,
It's okay to not be alright,
That these are just moments of deepest torment,
Then there will ever be comfort,
And that will be their biggest defeat.
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1 ; raindrops on my pain | ✓
Poetry― [poetry] ― ❝Raindrops on the pain; my pain yet don't wash them away from my skin, can erase only the salty tears streaming down my face, and all of my fears remain on the surface, raindrops on the pain; my pain leave all the memories as a stain...
