What happens when the pain doesn’t go away?
by Candice Renae Williams
How do you cope with the growing vine,
Inside you mind,
Which insists on gnawing on the hope still left?
What call do I have to complain,
About something so trivial that borders on mundane,
Why the meaning is gone from the whole reflection?
How do I go on,
Cope as a useless pawn,
With the fear that the pain doth make?