Poem - "It Conquers, Again"

It Conquers, Again

I wait...
I run...
I burn...
I scream...

But, nobody understands the pain.
They only hear the anger...

I try to escape,
but, too often, I fall. 
And, from behind, it comes...
It conquers... Again.

Oh, how I long...
To end this emptiness...
But, when I think I understand...
I fall again!

I bleed.
I cry.
I hate.
pray...

For this craving,
That's empty and destructive,
To be filled with love...
For myself.

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