Unfair Reality

How many times does a person have to make a mistake to learn from it? How many times does a person have to be hurt to stop believing? How many times does a person have to love to be left behind? How many times do we have to change to find out who we really are? This is the game we play each day of our lives, life has put us up in different levels that we have to play over and over again inorder to move forward but just like every game it has no end and that’s what makes reality unfair. Beautiful isn’t it? Or should I call it painful reality.

What is pain?

Pain is looking at the person you love most walk out the door without saying goodbye and you just watch because you don’t have the right to make the decision.

Pain is bringing a new soul to the world and saying goodbye to another. Pain is choosing between two people/things you love, pain is being rejected, separated, insulted, confined.

Pain is feeling all alone in a crowd of familiar faces. Pain is settling down and starting all over again. Pain is marriage,pain is divorce, pain is hate, pain is truth.

Pain is crying yourself to sleep because that’s the only time you truly feel you can express yourself.

Pain is waking up and losing your job when you got bills piled up to be paid.

Pain is being touched without consent . It’s being manipulated and used, taken advantage of due to your vulnerability.

Pain is walking out of something you love doing because you feel it’s too good to be true.

Pain is smiling so sweetly with tears in your eyes. It’s hiding everything within and being there for everyone but yourself

Pain is looking in the mirror and seeing yourself in bruises. Red, black, blue and applying makeup to look better and presentable

Pain is walking in the street at night listening to music and hoping you’d find an answer

Pain is running away from who you are because you feel you might even hurt yourself

Pain is singing in the shower because that’s the only place your voice can be heard without being judged or laughed at

Pain is walking out on every conversation because you are too scared of what it’ll lead to

Pain is standing on that bridge, tying up that rope, picking up that gun, going into that river, standing in the middle of the street, drinking non-stop, abusing drugs, shouting at everyone, sitting silently all day….

Pain is not getting what you want, being unable to control things, waking up to the same old thing, never ending expectations, not being who you are…

Pain is love, pain is trust, pain is belief, pain is your talent, pain is your life, pain is your being, pain is your music, pain is sadness, pain is the beginning , pain is the end.

Pain is fear, it’s torture… Pain is an opportunity… Pain is a decision.

Pain is you, pain is me… We are the pain. Pain is the unfair reality. Pain is our reality… Pain is what we can’t control. It’s everything we have to accept. Pain chooses us… Pain is what makes us who we are. Pain is what defines us….. Pain is what embraces us and what leaves us.

Pain is life

Pain is you.

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