Poem about Life Struggles

I wrote this poem because we have all experienced pain in one way or another, whether that be physical, mental, or emotional. It's something we all can resonate with, including myself. Not one single person on this earth hasn't experienced some form of pain, including the pain of watching a loved one die. Life can be down right cruel, but it's up to us to decide whether we are or aren't going to allow our pain to break us. Pain's Bitter Sting molds us and shapes us into who we are meant to be.

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Pain's Bitter Sting

Jenny M Frye ©

Published by Family Friend Poems March 7, 2024 with permission of the Author.

In the depths of despair, where shadows dwell,
a pain poem emerges, a tale I must tell.
For pain, my dear friend, is a universal theme,
a haunting melody that shapes our dreams.

From the broken hearts of love's bitter sting,
to the throbbing ache that a lost soul brings,
we find solace in words that capture the pain.
In poetry's embrace, we find refuge again.

For pain is a muse, a cruel muse indeed,
it dances in our minds like a twisted seed.
It weaves its way through every thought,
leaving scars that cannot be fought.

In the depths of despair, where shadows dwell,
the pain poem emerges, a tale I must tell.
It whispers of heartbreak, of shattered dreams,
of endless tears that flow like never-ending streams.

But within these verses, there lies a spark,
a glimmer of hope in the pitchest dark.
For pain, my dear friend, is a teacher, you see,
it molds us, and shapes us into who we are meant to be.

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