Pain is a funny thing that everyone encounters
Both hard to deal with and yet both completely different.
The gauze that hangs over everything. The bleakness…..grey, damp, cold, lonely.
When lulled into a false sense of security, pain creeps up and stabs you in the heart and stomach slowly pulling you apart.
You can cry until there are no more tears, fall asleep and find courage in the blankness of sleep, ready to go through it all again tomorrow.
The wort part isn’t the excruciating pulling its the nothingness, the numbness, no feeling.
The worst pain is no pain at all
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