{"sf1_id":232120,"sf2_id":"qmy8zaWe","title":"Painful Reminisce","author":"Wolfie_Jake","words":145,"posted_at":"2011-03-19T16:51:00.000Z","tags":["Poetry","Sad"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/232120-painful-reminisce","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/qmy8zaWe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/69/7f/697f7063-08d3-49b7-9d7a-b9bc68dcb633","description":"","content":"Painful Reminisce  \n  \nReminiscence of the essence I feel  \nKnowing these deepened wounds wont heal  \n  \nAnd sorrow turns into an un-caged fright  \nFore I'm truly scared for every night  \n  \nAnd sin goes upon this aching sin  \nAs I go through a struggle I cannot win  \n  \nI scream, I shout, I even cry  \nAlways thinking, and wondering why  \n  \nThis agonizing pain wont leave  \nI feel that I must always grieve  \n  \nAnd I hate to always think these thoughts  \nThat one day I just, might get shot  \n  \nSo I go to bed alone that night  \nAnd close my eyes for an unbearable sight  \n  \nWith the thoughts of me just being dead  \nAre the only things that put me to bed  \n  \nAnd now I simply go to rest  \nTelling my self I must protest!  \n  \nThese urges that I surely feel  \nBecause now Ive learned on how to deal  \n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n"}