Pain

I do not know why,

I only want to cry.

Maybe because I was stabbed on the sly,

Which made my soul dry.

The night was drenched with rain,

When I walked unknowingly into the den.

Later, I was throbbing with pain,

Which made me insane.

I did not have a voice to raise,

Did it go for a 'graze'?

It is impossible to praise,
This memory, which I badly want to erase.