Her Pain.

Artwork credit:Robert Lango

She buries her pain
With pills and razor blades

Having random conversations
With a cigarette ablaze

Meeting new people isn’t the issue
It’s getting them to stay

She likes to push peoples buttons
Get them all angry
To fight with her
Is the only way to win at her game

Confused to why she does this?
She’s set in her toxic ways

But under her cold heart
She yearns for true love everyday

A hopeless romantic
With no hero to come save the day

So she drinks the night away
Drinking whole bottles
To numb the pain

Notes down all thoughts
Looks up into the mirror
She’s 30 something
And still feels so lost

She used to be happy
Her life was never suppose to go this way

So she sits in her room
All alone
In the dark
Thinking of ways to end everything.

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