The Pain Of I

November 29, 2017

There is none that can compare to the pain of I
My struggles of heavy weight and burdens bring out the best of who I am
I crack a smile, as if the sun is shining, so they don’t see the dark cloud of hurt
The dark can’t hide behind the light forever, it eventually reveals in its own way
Humans, nah, we’re not the only ones, anything can feel pain, even trees
I hurt as if a tree, when the ax strikes, that’s the way I hurt

The author's comments:

My name is Aaliyah and I am a high school student and a poet.

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