Someday we'll Fight This Pain

I Remember that pain… i remember how That Cloud hovered above my head so nonchalantly every moment of every day, Showering Me With Bruises And Scars. Why does this cloud hang above me and Rest its Pain On My Shoulders? Why does it Torture Me…? Why does it Torture Us…? We Remember Tears, Exclusion, And Loneliness. We Remember dropping to our knees, and Screaming at the top of our lungs, We Are Broken… but The Cloud Felt No Remorse… we remember thinking This World we live in Is nothing short of Hell, so Why Bother Living In It any longer…?