# Poem #5

Author: Shadowfortuna
Tags: Poem

#5 of My Poems

another short one.

To think that when life ends,  
 that end to this journey,   
 means no more pain,   
 even if i'm gone.  
 Sometimes, i wish it to end,  
 As the pain mounts higher,  
 Digging into my soul.  
 As i cry to sleep,  
 Weeping salt down my cheeks,  
 Why would the powers test me so?  
 The pain mounts, growing harder to ignore,  
 In my head, i can feel so much more.  
 The people in pain around me,  
 Like molten glass in my skull!

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/bebPqQqn
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