The realm of my life's grand theater, where joy and sorrow intertwine,
There lies a pain, a torment deep, that halts the hands of time.
A pain so fierce, it sears the soul, a burning, tingling dread,
It feels as if my final breath, is hanging by a thread.
This pain, it stabs, it burns, it gnaws, a ceaseless, throbbing ache,
It's the sharpest, deepest torment, that my body ever felt
In the chronicle of growing years, no agony can ever compares,
To this relentless, ruthless pain, that catches me unaware.
It's a sensation that engulfs, like a tempest in the night,
A storm that rages, wild and fierce, devoid of warmth and light.
It's a pain that leaves you breathless, in its cruel, relentless hold,
A tale of torment, etched in scars, in the story of my life, untold.
Yet, in this world of ceaseless pain, of burning, tingling fears,
There's a strength that's born, an resilience formed, in the crucible of tears.
For even in the darkest night, when hope seems all but lost,
My spirit fights to live, regardless of the scars.
I'll bear this pain, this burning sting, this tingling, stabbing blow,
Hoping that one day it will surely come to an end
©audrey29
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