Love, Pain

Dear Reader, You're so broken, You're so hopelessly alone. You've met the worst part of yourself, Your body's now your home. You're commrades; nonexistant For they are only them who stand no chance to make advance at wars they wage within They're only you but diffrent So there's nowhere to hide But they still do which serves renew to anguish that's inside You'll never learn from looking Your peers will never speak Of years of tears that burned and seared thier faces and thier cheeks So here: You're served with solitude. You must learn from yourself And truly, it's the only way since truth's from noone else Your taught from fraught and sobbing that you'll later learn to savor The joy I'll strip away from you, Consider it a favor. And while you're screaming Close to Death and cursing me, The blame Consider that you'll never make these same mistakes again. And though you'll find it tempting to restroll that sunny lane, that scar I left will render all your clouded judgement sane. And thanks to me, and all youve seen, you'll never be the same. Love, Injuries Love, HeartBreak, Love, Judgement and Disdain Love, Trail Love, Tribulation Love, Solitude Love, Pain.