About Pain
About Pain
What is pain, how does it hurt?
Do you know, would you know?
Life begins with pain, for someone else.
Eventually finding its way to everyone else.
Existing in our existence, intertwined,
varyingly guised in its approach.
Bruises to abrasions. lacerations to gashes.
Trauma is just one of its varying fashions.
Love, betrayal, family and friends.
Social deconstruction of personal intimacies,
another chamelic masterdom.
Depression, psychosis, internal stressors
of the mind.
Psychological stability unbalanced by this
cloaked marauder.
Belief, faith, value and dignity.
The fabric of the soul unwoven by this
camouflaged assailant.
This omnipresent, omnipotent, indiscriminate,
superfluous, hunter of happiness.
Waiting, lurking, like a predator in the brush.
Salivating, to devour all aspects of life.
So that even in death, someone else
feels pain.
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