Day of Pain

Mask hides

sad mind

weights pull

I wish to fly

can’t break

chains of pain

toss and turn

lack of sleep

my brain is weak

side by side

they help me up

I use a cane

I use a crutch

love heals

not all the way

But for now,

I will be ok

This poem is about: 
My family


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