Pain
Sitting in the parkWatching the world go pastDon't roll the ball my wayCos I don't want to play todayI usually feel OKBut today there's too much painThere's nothing you can doSo let me wallow in my painWalking down the streetJust following my feetI don't want to stop and talkJust follow my feet and walkIt's usually a sunny dayBut today I'll just let it rainThere's nothing more to doSo let me wallow in my painI'm sitting in the darkJust sitting in the darkGot nothing to do todayCos today there's too much painI usually feel OKBut today there's too much painThere' s nothing I can doExcept wallow in my pain
7 comments:
((hugs))
I hope this was merely a poem and my friend is not really hurting today but nonetheless I'm thinking about you and hoping things are ok.
I'm here for you.
I think we've all felt that way at one time or another. Is there music to go with these words?
Almost sounds like a song. If the pain is real, I hope it is physical pain and not emotional pain.
Teresa - I wrote it the day after my FIL died. Brought back a lot of stuff that I was hiding from.
Terri - Yes, there is music. Hoping to record it one way or another soon.
TechnoBabe - It is a song, really. It is emotional pain - losing my FIL has brought back a lot of the pain from losing my daughter. But today is a good day.
I like the lyrics. Would like to hear it put to music. Maybe it is because of my current frame of mind but I am reminded of an old dog who wants to play but the aches and pains of life are holding him back. Very vivid.
I can only imagine the pain you and your dear family must live with - I guess there will always be days like this, though hopefully they will visit less than the better ones do. These are poignant, haunting lines, articulately expressed, and searingly honest. You have much talent, my friend. ((x))
.... wallow in the pain all you like but don't stay there too long!
A funny man like you cannot make your life sour in a tub of sadness.
Hide your pain, it is not good for the children to see.
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