More Pain

I can see her pain. It's plain as day.
She pretends to hide it though she can't.
She says, "It's gone" but that's not true.
The pain won't leave because she won't allow it.
So it sits and rots inside her heart.
Her pain causes anger to blossom forth.
The anger births bitterness beyond belief.
The bitterness causes sadness, which leads back to pain.
Her implied source is far from realistic.
For she produces her own pain through her weak heart.
So then we see that weakness produces pain.
If she could only make herself be strong,
this tradgedy, so she sees, would disappear,
but she'd rather remain weak, thriving on other's love,
not knowing their love would remain if she were strong.
So she'll play off of their weakness to satisfy her own,
while they all cause each other more and more pain.

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