Many painful poems, or poems about pain, depending how you interpret my writing.

Well Disguised Lover

I have witnessed so much pain
But when can one say, "too much",
It's an ongoing dilemma of man
Because pain is a matter of touch,
A signal to pay close attention
To our singular state of being,
And as a giver and taker of pain
I suffer from what I am seeing.

Do you harden your shell for survival
Do you harden your heart if it's breaking,
Do you pray to the Gods for your strength
And offer the pain that you're taking,
Do you turn to the bottle for numbness
Because their pain is making you cry,
Do you pray to the Gods for forgiveness
For wishing that someone might die?

Pain is a double edged sword
It cuts everyone within reach,
Pain is a friend or a foe
Its' objective, is only to teach,
Examine the pain that you're feeling
Touch it until you discover,
That healing is just letting go
Because pain is a well disguised lover.

Fibril_late, 11/94