Pain

JasmineP

What is pain? 

Is it the Throbbing agony of knowing more is to come? 

Is it the Cries of the Body 

Are They the Cries of the soul the suppressed sorrow of tomorrow? 

My Pain is neither. 

Pain is the guilt of your soul boiling through your pores. 

Keeping your soul from crying out for help. 

Pain is the darkness of your heart. 

The cries that form a crooked smile. 

The regrets of the would've should've and could have's.  

Razor blades and salt against your thick skin. 

The stings of release while sighs of death  

as pieces of your soul leaves your body. 

Growth is a part of the pain. 

The pain of a newborn baby finally freed from its mother's womb. 

The agonizing pain of this new body called growth 

That my friend is pain

 

  • Author: JasmineP (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 6th, 2017 09:15
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  • Aamina

    So touching! It is indeed talent to be able to describe pain as such

    • JasmineP

      Thank you💙

    • Goldfinch60

      Very goodwrite. Pain does not have to physical.

      • JasmineP

        Thank you. And You're so right most pain comes from emotional distress

      • Discreation

        Woah. Deep ending.

        • JasmineP

          Thank You💜

          • Discreation

            Definitely.

          • Tony36

            Great write

            • JasmineP

              Thank you

              • Tony36

                Welcome



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