Pain

Pain, it's like the sun that makes a glass of cold water so satisfying

Nothing worth having or experiencing comes free,

You have to put in the work to achieve it,

Or you’ll never truly value what you have in life.

Pain, the yearning for someone or something.

Whether it’s at your fingertips

or it’s on the horizon, too far for you to see

The feeling is still the same.

Pain, the currency the world operates on

But will never understand.

You’ll never truly feel somebody else's pain,

Just like nobody will feel yours like you do.

Pain, the catalyst to what comes next in life.

It can be the reason for either success or failure,

The clay that can mold your success,

Or pave your path to destruction.

Pain, the reason we all exist,

Life is pain and pain is life.

It can act as your guiding light to victory

Or it can be the darkness that swallows you.

Pain, who's really in control?
Will you let it define you?
Or will you define how to channel the pain,
What's your verdict?