THE PAIN

THE PAIN

A Poem by jason cush
"

the cure of spiritual pain

"

The pain is coming, I can't take it any more

The pain is coming, and I know what's in store

My head, it feels much tighter, why why why?

All I want to do is cry, cry, cry...but the tears won't not come

 

The time must come for all this hell to end

There must be a way, there has to be a solution

Depression comes, I'm falling down, down, down

Darkness desends apon me, like a diabolical crown

 

But no this can't go on- I've come too far

The power, the wonder, the glory is lifting me

I can't resist, the light is much too strong

He will turn around all that I've done wrong

 

The light is all around him, he call me by my name

Now can see him, he is always same

He offers his hand to meet me, he has come to save my soul

As I look apon his out-stretched, hand, in the midst I see that sacrificial hole

 

 

 

 

© 2008 jason cush


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Added on June 2, 2008

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jason cush
jason cush

Suffolk, United Kingdom



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I have only been writing for about 10 years. I do not think I am very good but have learned to enjoy it. I only write short stories at the moment, but have some ideas for a novel. more..