The Pit

No reason for these thoughts
It isn’t fair to you
The reason for my dreaming
The pain in which I stew

The pit inside my stomach
True pain inside my soul
My feelings drawing closer
The illness takes its toll

Why do I think about this
The torture to behold
Why can’t I let it go now
Increasing pain ten-fold

I want to cry so badly
But the tears will not form
I want to scream in anguish
The anger, too, feels warm

The sickness ever spreading
I can’t withdraw my heart
My soul is truly broken
Perhaps it’s from the start

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