Pain Four Letters Is All It Takes

Pain, four letters is all it takes. Such a small word that has such meaning, It can drive into the most innocent teething, As we grow old and our bodies break down, Hidden in the depths of our minds a constant pound, It engulfs our spirits, souls and our very sanity, It plays tricks on you, questioning what's reality, It burns, stings, stabs, even snatching at your breath, No one is safe from the clutches of death, It can mean such sorrow, but also immense joy, The arrival of disease or the birth of a boy, It's not racist, ageist, sexist no one is safe, Regardless of your religion or even your faith, It can linger for a lifetime or pass in a sec, We still suffer despite today's 21st-century tech, It can come in so many different forms, Crashing into your life with the force of a storm, Starting small then spreading like wildfire, Its path of destruction it leaves disaster after disaster, Pain four letters are all it takes, It sneaks into your life with all its nasty traits, It's not always visible to the naked eye, Try not to judge its not necessarily a lie, The tears come, they stream as we all cry, Pain there's no escape until we R.I.P and die.