I Feel Your Pain...

I feel your pain, I hear your tears, I know the rain of all your years, A mighty flood, a constant stream, The wondering if your life's a dream... I ache like you, within the crowd, A lonely heart that wears a shroud, While others laugh and celebrate, My deep despair has turned to hate. I shield myself from love's embrace, No longer scan another face, No longer stop to have a chat... I simply walk away and scat... I hide within a callous cowl, Where no-one hears my inner scowl, Nor stops to exorcise my pain That every day brings once again... My clothes are dark and dreary things, For grief has clipped my cheery wings That used to let me soar above, The times my heart was filled with love, When I could beat the nightingales With songs of hopes and fairy tales That voiced the joys that stirred within, Until I found I couldn't win... Now I no longer pause to pine, Reflecting on some Valentine, Recalling times when I was glad... I now prefer remaining sad... There's no more challenge, no expense, There's merely sitting on the fence... I used to watch the world go by... Now I'm alone, I merely sigh... No angel visits now and then, I'm in a world beyond my ken. The world turns still, without a qualm, Yet offers me no healing balm. No birthday cards, no Christmas cheer, No tell me, how you doing, dear? Nobody cares, not even you... God only knows what I will do... I've paid my dues, I've prayed my prayers... Yet no-one loves me... no-one cares... There's not one kiss to melt my heart, No sweet romance that's meant to start... There's not one chance of ecstasy, I guess such joys are not for me... We all feel sad if we're not kissed! If only genies did exist... Denis Martindale, copyright December 2010. The poem is based on the solemn poem penned by Charlotte Murray, 'Nobody Hears Her Tears' which I found on the poemhunter.com website.