The Pain Killer

I looked up at the sky

I wounder what life would be like if I died

As I make my cilmb 

I felt the pain being blown away

Nothing felt more great as I touch the ladder

that would lead me to a better place

The pain killer is what I called it 

no more stress and no more crying

I finally had enough of all this trying

I found my get away, I found my pain killer 

~ By: Eva Toth 

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