Pain

What pain actually is....

Pain

This pain flows through me like a swift river

not too fast, not too slow

Just enough to crush my soul

Not sure of whether I will be ever alright 

But it's ok, as long as I smile for other people and be kind

No one will ever know

Until all of it fades away and I am left with soul-sickening emptiness

Which is the worst of it all

Now I can't cry or shout, all I can do is survive

and hope that everything will be alright

as people say

It all get's better at the end...…