Sunrise 1960-Sunset 2045 Poem by Spanner Thegob

Pain is not always loud,
or seen
Sometimes, pain waits patiently in those dark forgotten places in our mind.

it waits ready to remind us of what has gone.
what we lost,
What we miss,
What we desire.

Sometime we fight those inner monsters in silence,
In the quiet solitude of Nighttime we can be honest with ourselves

This Pain, is a hint from the heart that we still love,
That You are all my reasons to be still here



Sometimes, this life is just too heavy,
(Be a hero, be a friend)

And for each new day, living becomes a small victory..
(Be a hero to a friend
Be a hero and a friend)

The Price of not having pain…lonliness

' if there is a god let him ask for my forgiveness '