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Master Pain


I held tight my pillow 

Wishing  for tomorrow

To come and take my suffering away

3 am I woke up nose bleeding

The sight of blood didn't scare me

Bleeding is construction

Needing no self destruction.

For pain is instruction

Eating My intestines away.

Oh Einstein what is the equation

To solving my problem intertwined with pain.

My pillow is now scarlet yet it was white  before I closed my eyes.

I follow now the outlet of my agony as I wreath with wide open eyes.

I am in Pain Oh Heaven hear me before I die for our enemy has come by surprise

To kill me slowly reminding me of all my fears and failures, Heaven make me rise

Above this pain so I might remain in this domain, so I may be wise, so may I be wise.

Pain understands me, but I don't understand it

If i listen to it, will I be delivered?

 

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Elfuric

Ever since I learnt how to write I never stopped writing short stories, poems and ideas. I am from Africa living in South Africa, Joburg. I am a business man with a love for music and writing. Its lovely how a poem can be turned into a song. Rhythm and Words are my closest friends. I respect The Sound of Life and the power in following your Heart which makes Music till the day you die.

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