Phantom Pain

The most apt metaphor for a deformity of the mind

I can't seem to stop this phantom pain from creeping within
And no, it's not the kind one hears about from loss of limb
I'm not a war veteran nor am I deformed from a horrible accident
I'm just an ordinary guy, defective since the day the dark of the womb had dimmed

These thoughts are a plague, something I can't seem to shake
My mind is a crypt, and lately I can't seem to find the will to wake
I'm wandering through a deeper dark than I'd ever experienced
All I can hope is that everything that stirs in and around is simply fake

Maybe one day the throb and the ache, the burn and the sear
Maybe I shall see it cease to exist, to instill in me this feeling of fear
So I will sit here, basking in the dream of a better tomorrow
A hope only I can appreciate, only someone like me could hold so dear

Author's Note

I felt pretty good about this one. Go ahead and tell me what you think!

Reviews

[Red Brick Keshner]

This is so emotive and relatable. Some descriptives from childhood, being seen and treated as defective, deficient, debilitated, a select few from numerous more. You have put to words what isn't at all easy to explain, let alone bring to poetic form. Thanks for sharing.

[knighngale]

oh wow, I call it loneliness, and more; that can't be described. You are not defective, or a war disaster but an ordinary boy, :D Great! Love that. Once there is pain, it never goes away, hon, but embrace it, :D great read! love it, :D