The pain of suffering and suffering the pain
The depression of wills wills the depression
The loneliness thats feeds, fills my brain.
The power of compassion, empowers the passion
I will expand upon feelings we know
I speak of rejection and sorrow
No one likes to put their heart on the line
To have it stepped on time after time
Is it worth the pain that we suffer every day?
After being dismissed we feel betrayed
We take the blame thinking we did something wrong
Our ego is damaged and it didnt take long
We will ourselves an emotional shield
To avoid the depression that we know we feel
Sinking deeper and deeper into a pit of despair
And then we ask, How did we get there?
We are alone but we think it's false
To let this happen is wrong in our thoughts
So we search for a cure for the pain in our heart
Curing ourselves with subtle works of art
The art begets passion and the passion becomes us
We get rid of the thoughts that we are heinous
And so we begin to feel human at last
Compassionate beings understanding our past
But trust us when we say it's not forgot
We remember the pain and all it brought
Be kind to us, but strong and steady
It wont be long til we are ready.
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