Pain

A Poem by Rebi Valeska

A short little free-verse of the world as seen through the eyes of the lonely

Why do I feel like the world is changing,
like sometime in history, something inside us changed
Not the works of evolution,
Not the works of God
I can feel it running through me like a poison.
It's always eating at my gut
and tightly gripping my heart...

Somehow end up knowing that it's spreading, as we go about our days.
I look around and I see it residing inside you.
You are only doing what you know best.
Trying to protect yourself from getting hurt again.
Possibly to the point where you refuse to feel it anymore
And no matter what you do, you push it aside.
And no matter what they say, you won't give into it.
^{You refuse to let it inside, but it has always been there.
^{And it's still there now.
^{You have just forgotten what it is.}}}