The pain within

A life of torture.

Written for Bite Size Poetry Contest
Prompt: Pain or sorrow


The pain within

None knows of it but me.
The pretence, the deceit,
the practiced Iago-like smile,
the hurt, the pain cutting through.

Where are the limits
of this torturous hell?
My spirit slowly surrenders
to the ever-present ache.

The noise, the cacophony,
the devilish laughter, the animal ways,
cause a din in my soul
that no one can clear.

This imposition, not of my doing.
Yet I suffer, I cry within endlessly.
All I do for there’s nothing else besides
wait for the light at the end of the tunnel.


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