Fade in to Black

A poem I wrote to muse over the suffering of others, as well as myself.

Pain.
A word we say every day
Thrown around each, every way
What does it really mean?
Is pain just as it seems?

Does pain ever play by the rules?
Do we ever really escape our pain?
Or do we just wallow around
Absorb it all, swallow it down
Until death wraps us up
In his sweet embrace?

Is pain ever really just one thing?
Can pain be taken away
By just one girl?
Will pain ever stop?
Will there ever be a time?
When we can all lay at ease
Smile, play, laugh and tease
No more sorrow, no more tears
How long will it be? How many more years?

That shattering feeling,
You feel in your chest?
When you finally realize
That you’re not the best?
You’ll never be good enough
For the one person you love.
Hop on the wings of pain
Fly away like a dove.

Why do I try?
Why do I carry on?
I don’t see a need
For me to be breathing.
Does anyone know?
How it feels to be this way?
Wishing for death
To come take me away?
Every single day.

What’s the point of it all?
Why should I not just fall back?
Maybe you just ought to let me
Fade in to black…