Pain Lives in Me

Pain Lives in Me

Pain lives in me

A quiet demon

Sitting behind my ribs,

Pressing fingerprints

On my heart.

It whispers in the night,

Drowns out my breath,

Turns my thoughts

Into heavy stone.

Some days I walk

With shaking steps,

Carrying wounds

No eyes can see.

But even so,

I rise again

Not because I am unbroken,

But because something in me

Still refuses

To let the darkness win.