Some of the time pain causes you to feel alive,
A reminder that you're human, that you survive.
It's the profound hurt in your chest,
The weight that never appears to rest.
It's the tears that flow like rivers,
The struggles that make you shiver.
But through the darkness, you find the light,
And realize that pain can make you fight.
It's the broken hearts and shattered dreams,
The minutes that tear at the creases.
Be that as it may, in the destruction, you see strength,
A flexibility that takes extraordinary measures.
The scars mark your skin,
The fights that you won't ever win.
Be that as it may, with each twisted comes an illustration,
An opportunity to develop, to track down another bearing.
So embrace the pain, let it guide you,
Allow it to shape you, let it characterize you.
For in the profundities of sadness,
You'll find a strength that is interesting.
Here and there pain causes you to feel alive,
An update that you're solid, that you can flourish.
So don't avoid the murkiness inside,
For it's in the pain that you genuinely start.
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