Dull Consistency

The worst thing about the pain I feel is it's consistency.
There are days, so many days
That I don't want to live through,
The pain is unbearable,
Pinning me against a wall
Which I never wanted to face

Out of everything in life,
It figures that the one thing that's consistent
Without fail
Is the pain.

The pain I go through every day...
All day long..

No matter what I do,
It's exhausting,
And I have begun to feel so defeated.

I don't want to be defeated,
Not easily,
I'm strong,
I want to be strong

But the dull consistency this pain feeds to me in even
And unfair doses,
It needs to stop

With it,
I can't be strong,
I can't move on,

I would just like to move on...