Wounds

Paths blocked, the prick of hindrance, Oh sweet pain! Oh the immense storm! you start with a flick of discomfort, To penetrate my day, Till a tearing makes his way. You let a heavy misery slip on me. The test of tenderness gives me burns. how long will you do this to me? How shall i express the press of hurt? Why'd you make my survival bleak? Better take me with you, To the paradise. Far from the sufferings of contradiction. Lead me To Love than pain. Why don't you take me to that clique?