Literary Yard

Search for meaning

By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick


The color of pain is blackness enveloping the flesh
It bares the bones
A skeleton remains

The color of pain is crimson
From the gashes blood seeps
No compress halts the stream

The color of pain is plum
Outlining the remnants of the figure that once was
Dissipating day by day

Pain, Pain, Pain
Reverberating throughout the cavity
Resonating throughout the psyche
Thoughts skewed by the excruciating throbbing

A devouring pain
Life diminishing pain
A thief; robbing the body and mind
A prison created
Wrapped in black, crimson, plum
No absconding agony


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