Thank You Pain

Thank You Pain short poem

Thank You Pain short poemPhoto by lenifuzhead

Dear Pain,
Thank You………………..
For holding me in your soft hands when the mundane world ditched me,
For caressing my untouched soul when the crooked world shot poison leaded arrows at me,
For standing with me and facing the brunt when the betrayer world stabbed me with a hundred daggers,
For rendering my eyes to cry an ocean full of tears when the dark world deserted me,
For soothing my wounds when the relentless world left me with all hurt and humiliation
For being an ear to my untold story when the deaf world had no time to listen to me…..
Thank You Pain for being a part of me, for lying somewhere deep in the corner of my heart and every time I die, you whisper, “You are not done yet” and then reviving me to face this damn world with a renewed spirit and strength……
Thank You Pain for being a mirror through which I can see you and myself.

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