"I Own My Own Pain"

The pain is all mine,

Paid for, title is free and clear.

So I can do what I want,

Be that fear it, or hold it dear.

None can understand, none can see

Other than the small tear in my eye.

And they judge and they talk

Wondering why I should cry?

There are good days and bad,

Although good is endangered.

For I cry up to GOD,

Then remember the manger.

A dear friend and a pastor took me aside.

He told me how very afraid Satan is.

For to go after one person, such as me,

Again and again, all because I was not his.     

He said to keep fighting,

And gave me a hint.

Give the pain back to Satan

Seven times seven all over again.

So each day, in my daze,

Of headaches and pain.

I throw back to Satan

Again and again.

September 5, 2008