The best way to express my pain is through poetry, so enjoy....
The pain inside,
It coincides,
With the hurt I feel just sitting.
2-28-06:Written By Michael Agri
'Painfully Stung'
And it makes me think,
How much this stinks,
That I have to sit here waiting.
Lost for words,
Tangled up like cords,
My heart feels just like that.
And as time goes,
Things within time will flow,
But for now my heart's simply aching.
I'm lost as to what will happen now,
Or as to the why, when, what, or how?
But I'll just have to keep on moving.
And this will conclude the saddest day,
And hoping this pain will one day fade.
Where time will come and this hurt will go,
But for now it seems to go so slow.
It coincides,
With the hurt I feel just sitting.
2-28-06:Written By Michael Agri
'Painfully Stung'
And it makes me think,
How much this stinks,
That I have to sit here waiting.
Lost for words,
Tangled up like cords,
My heart feels just like that.
And as time goes,
Things within time will flow,
But for now my heart's simply aching.
I'm lost as to what will happen now,
Or as to the why, when, what, or how?
But I'll just have to keep on moving.
And this will conclude the saddest day,
And hoping this pain will one day fade.
Where time will come and this hurt will go,
But for now it seems to go so slow.