10 August 2012
It tries to kill you, So very slowly, It tortures you, So very painfully.
It takes you're strength, Makes you weak, Everything so blurry, It's so hard to see.
It makes you scream, It makes you cry, It never goes, No matter how hard you try.
You would think, "It's better to be dead", But it tortures, You instead.
Hard to sleep, Every night, So weak, Hard to fight.
Tried to stop, But always stays, Tried to cure, This, never ending pain.
Pain • Opuss № I