Pain Comes and Goes
Pain comes and goes
With the breath I take
Or puff out
When it becomes stale
Cries my heart
Ever churns my nose.
People see me
As though I am happy
I have boundless joy
But the reality
They do not know
Or wish not so.
Wind awakes
Moves with force
Takes my tired breath
To some unknown place
Filling the spot
With ever-soaring pain.
Who cares
What is there and why?
They care but for themselves
Or their kids
Or those who are close
In blood or in wealth.
I stake myself
Where I always board
Where I always fight
Trying to come out
Sound and safe
With some scratches on my back.
Prince Obed de la CRUZ
well written...
well written...
Take Heart My Friend ! You are for sure Alone in the Crowd or in your home .But never alone from GOD or the real true Friends on Poetfreaks. Count your blessings as a rich rich harvest . Getting out of Life whatever you put in..... Nice Poetry too ! Kind Regards. Philip