The Pain



The only thing
That kept me going,
Was the thought
Of all the pain
I would cause.

And now,
The ache has
Dulled,
The pressure
Released,
The world
Carried on.

Now I can
Laugh,
And forget.

Write,
And forget,
As the words
Are sucked
Into the paper,
Like drunken tears.
They evaporate,
Leaving no pain,
Behind them.






Poetry by Esti D-G
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Written on 2006-05-17 at 19:27

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Amanda K
joy after pains is such a great feeling as resting after walking in a hard path full of blocks.

keep it up,
Amanda
2006-06-08


Zoya Zaidi
As your tears get sucked into paper,
My heart get sucked towards you, dear!

As always very poignant estee darling!
((hugs))

Love,xxx. Zoya
2006-05-18



"The only thing
That kept me going,
Was the thought
Of all the pain
I would cause"

wow fabulous!!! very good writer....keep it up!!!
2006-05-18


Christian Ward
Excellent. I love the simile in the last stanza. Great work
2006-05-17