Eight years I've lived with pain.
Slicing at my heart once again.
Day by day I am beaten down.
Never smile, just a frown.
My heart aches with lack of love.
Many years looking above.
Praying for relief.
Never answered, wavering belief.
Why God, must I suffer.
This pain unlike no other.
Fighting against my own mind.
Day by day, a continuous grind.
Searching high and low.
Day by day, Grief in tow.
©reven
R