What is pain ?
Pain is like a wounded dove
Falling from the sky
And like a mockingbird
Witnessing a lie
Like waves crashing from the sea
And stormy clouds and misery
Distracting as love's first strike
And hurt as bad as a knife
Like a sunset on a sunny day
And the moonlight going away
Like a starving man's last bite
And a dying girl's last night
No relief and no rest
From the perservering pest
That eats away at your soul
And leave you alone forevermore
That is pain
of that there is no doubt
Can love be the only way out?
