Written by: Richard McClellan

Pain, a skylight shining in strife,

glowing embers of coal,

burning in your soul,

fire red hot, smoke is rising,

stable breathing a foe,

suffocation in harmonious retreat?

Pain, the highlight of your life,

like rapids n' rocks in the river,

that impede your flow,

cuts like a knife, pierced,

blood red from blue, a status quo,

my tourniquet invisible, hampered, n' bleak.

Pain, the twilight in your life,

traverse that mountain,

climb to the summit peak,

so the suffering is beneath you,

cause many times its debilitating,

suffocating, and makes you weak.