Pain
Pain
Something we all endure
Something we all hate
People don’t like pain
Neither on the inside nor out
Pain
All have different ways of coping
Some drink
Some curse
Some keep it in until it bursts
Others still try to forget
Pain
We pile it onto others
While we hope to never feel it again
We hate pain
But we make others suffer
Pain
It comes in many forms
It is found in love
We use it in anger
We watch it in destruction
Pain
A dangerous foe
And an equally dangerous ally
Some give their lives to pain
And lose everything
This poem is about:
Our world