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by Larry Blackwell (LB14)
I shudder at the thought
At the pain I brought
But I brought it!!!
But being used to it
Doesn’t make it easier to.embrace
Easier to face!!
Its like getting used to pepper spray or mace
It still hurts!!!
Like a person who cuts their wrist
They know the pains there!!
Their addicted to seeing the blood
Searching for immunity, obtaining no clarity from life’s disparities
Seems like me and pains been married
A relationship filled with domestic violence
Pain screams in my headphones
I just pray for a moment of silence
At first I thought God didn’t love me
In my misunderstanding
I asked why he won’t send Angel’s to hug me!!
Better yet shelter me!!
I come to Learn, its more like a test of wills
The pains overbearing, but never enough to kill— TRUST ME!!!
I understand why some get tired of the
same ol meal!!
Tired of snacking on smiles
Wondering why others happiness
Seems to last for long country miles
I see their fields got flowers “and”
My yard goes on and on with dries grass
No Matter how much, its my path to walk
I get tired of the clash of Titans
My ying and yang
The more I reach for God
I find the father of pain
I don’t know, I just don’t know
Then I find comfort when I think
Of my great grandfather Job
