Pain is Something Great
(poems go here) He lost everything he loved,
everything he once knew.
Became broken into a thousand pieces
The pain, sorrow, and aches
become too much to grip
Praying things will turn around,
"It'd be a blessing not to be drowning"
Than one day, he did not feel sad
nothing was felt
Numb.
He can't feel the pain anymore,
but he can’t feel love
or happiness.
Being numb is being dead,
looking like the person
everyone once knew.
This is all he knows now,
He wants to laugh again,
smile big and truly say he is blithe
and cry because feeling the pain
is better than feeling nothing at all.
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