Like said in the title they are poems that are from me and some are off the top of my head. Please tell me if you like it or make request for some and I'll see what I can do and to give you a taste of what some of my poetry is I'll lay one on you after I'm done typing this under this.
The Phantom Pain
Not related to the videogame of mgs
The phantom pain, it's a latent and aching pain that comes in almost a quick flash
but quickly vanishes like ice in sunlight, or like a track runner doing a mad dash
the pain is almost unknown and happens almost randomly to me
I can't tell when it's gonna hit me like someone unpredictably hitting me in the back.
The phantom pain, You can't reach out to it, it's invisible to the naked eyes
you can't touch it because it's intangible to human hands, as if my hands are out of reach and tied
almost like there is a ghost lingering near me sending me pain at certain times
the pain from it can sometimes be unbearable like bad rhymes.
The phantom pain, like in the name it's as if a phantom or a ghost is hovering near
and the phantom just loves to share it's pain, like a coward loves to share fear
sadly it doesn't share fear with me, only it's pain as if it needs my help
but I won't give it my help, it would have to first help it's self.
The phantom pain, but I know that with this very pain I will grow strength
I will not let this pain make me weak or feeble or frail
I won't let it take away my current strength as well
I will use this pain to my advantage and use it as a tool to grow stronger
The Phantom Pain
Not related to the videogame of mgs
The phantom pain, it's a latent and aching pain that comes in almost a quick flash
but quickly vanishes like ice in sunlight, or like a track runner doing a mad dash
the pain is almost unknown and happens almost randomly to me
I can't tell when it's gonna hit me like someone unpredictably hitting me in the back.
The phantom pain, You can't reach out to it, it's invisible to the naked eyes
you can't touch it because it's intangible to human hands, as if my hands are out of reach and tied
almost like there is a ghost lingering near me sending me pain at certain times
the pain from it can sometimes be unbearable like bad rhymes.
The phantom pain, like in the name it's as if a phantom or a ghost is hovering near
and the phantom just loves to share it's pain, like a coward loves to share fear
sadly it doesn't share fear with me, only it's pain as if it needs my help
but I won't give it my help, it would have to first help it's self.
The phantom pain, but I know that with this very pain I will grow strength
I will not let this pain make me weak or feeble or frail
I won't let it take away my current strength as well
I will use this pain to my advantage and use it as a tool to grow stronger