Is it?
Is pain a tangible thing?
Can you touch it?
Can you grab it?
If you could
Would it be slimy?
Disgusting?
Greasy?
Or would it be slick?
Solid?
If pain were a person
Would it be:
Cunning?
Ugly?
Superior?
A bully?
Or would you treat it as a friend?
Something to help you through
The rough times
And the tough nights?
Would it be your:
Protector?
Advisor?
Guardian?
If pain were a thing
Would it be:
Your prized possession?
Your favorite doll?
Or that ugly sweater your aunt got you?
Or is Pain just mental?
Imaginative?
Something you can push to the back of your mind
And ignore?
Is pain a secret disorder we all have?
Some are able to push it back
Some aren't
And some just...
Ignore
So is pain mental or physical?
Can you reach out and grab it?
Or can you ignore the mental image?
I know what I can do,
But do you?
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