The Essence of Pain
Pain has no creed, color or race.
Death its sister, pleasure its date.
Allergic to love, addicted to hate.
Self doubt, broken hearts it will leave in its wake.
Our pain then becomes the eternal fire
which attacks our hearts,
minds and souls.
Blocking our dreams and destroying
Until we search within ourselves,
bridging the gap between heaven and hell.
Rising above its poisonous grip.
Regaining our pride and our will to live.
The essence of pain yes curable at best,
But remember it’s up to you
to pass that test. Never give up!
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