Fear No Pain
Poem about surviving domestic violence
I fear no pain was all I said
While I was laid upon my bed
Sleepless nights wet with sweat
The pain has not gone as of yet
But when people I love look into my eyes I almost cry
The love I feel is so much stronger
I can feel no pain, no fear no longer
About the Creator
Leanne Farnell
Iam a housewife from yorkshire.I started writing poetry when I was at middle school..I write to get my feeling's/thought's out.I love to write for friend's and family.
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