Pain

I thought I am healed. But I am still broken.

I think I can never be whole in this lifetime.

My relief will certainly come in the afterlife.

Not here. Not now. Not ever on this earth.

I tried to cry, but no tears come out.

So this is what deep pain means.

A well so deep, I can not see its source.

It is as if I’m drowning in a stormy ocean

One cannot fathom how it all began.

I am torn. I am broken.

No one knows how I truly feel.

I may look strong. But I am at my weakest.

No one knows the pain I am in.

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Penned a month ago. I don’t remember now what this was all about. But when the pain strikes, it surely hits me hard. Some of my most poignant poetry comes from my deepest pains.