The Pain of Life

October 9, 2012
By screennamee5678 BRONZE, New City, New York
screennamee5678 BRONZE, New City, New York
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I think of him when times get rough,
Sometimes I think I’ve had enough,
His eyes are lighter than the sky,
I look at him like I might cry.

When he buys expensive liquor,
I see the regret in his eyes flicker.
He wakes up with bruises on his skin,
Yet I’m the one who has them within.

Shading himself from the light,
As I watch in bitter fright.
Convincing myself he’ll be alright,
Yet he continues to stay up all night.

Just like that I’m out the door,
I don’t want to see him anymore.
I leave him with a tear caught in his eye.
But we all must learn how to say goodbye.


The author's comments:
I was given four words to base this poem on, the words are: convincing, lampshade, expensive, and bruise.

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