The Pain

a pain i cant describe
no medicine any can prescribe
because there aint any
feeling not understood by many

unable to sleep, unable to read
no advice to heed
a face i dont want to see
keeps smiling at me

my eyes are shot with blood
body does not want any food
hands tremble with fear
yes, of failure

Time to shed the skin
painful as the fire in kiln
the grind is neccasary evil
happens even if you not will

a side of me will the world see
in the skin left behind
a side of me that i want the world to see
is what is left in me.

for this is it and no more
time to settle the score
and the heat unable to bear
i need your prayer