Pain

Only pain can describe

the feeling

the abandonment

alone

all alone am I

without a means to communicate

to write

to express

my expressions have been torn from me

things always seem to tomber

the sticky reality of life

and death

without my world of time

or a way to wash the pain away

where shall I go?

will I be able to last?

can I live off of those around me?

without the needs of the past?

If only I could understand

how something so simple came along

if life only had explainations

then all would not be gone

how I miss the days of old

how I laugh at how I misused them

I never understood

the gifts I had been given

and now I shall receed

to my new life ahead

where pain is of ordinary

and nothing more can be said