Pain

• Elie Merhi, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2017

The pain, it hurts
If only I can say I’m okay
But it wouldn’t be the truth.
I’m too hurt to move
I struggle through each day
Somedays I wish I was gone.
I feel alone at times
Like no one’s there to help,
I’m not me sometimes it’s like I change.
I barely can rhyme
I can’t control how I feel.
Behind a wall,
Unable to hide.
Do people wish me gone?
Or am I not even there?
The pain, it hurts.