Eternal Pain


Screaming on impact, agony wails

Lines stolen from time, ever prevails

Fierce violence lives, blood baths move on

Though scars are now hid, nothing is gone

The weapons have changed, little with time

With pain still as fresh, each new land mine

A true no man’s land, desert with sand

The smart from a fist, sting of a hand

Dark bruises still heal, death won’t come yet

Battles are lost, that you can’t forget

War wages onward, taking its toll

Love leaves in earnest, empties the soul

Each torture stake, heavier with time

Breaks down the spirit, searing the mind

With each occasion, nothing feels real

Scars heal in pattern, leaving their seal

Emptiness far worse, than death could weave

Taints every scene, you can perceive

So no one gets close, no warmth is felt

Insanity binds, tied like a belt

Is anything left, should we hold strong?

Or are we beaten, ending our song?

November 11, 2004

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