It hurts till it doesn’t anymore,
The pains astride all that we feel,
The fact that we can’t help the fool we’ve been,
The stumbling stones along the path,
Of the journey we must embark,
The shadows behind everything we see,
When the light shines in the dark,
The silent monster terrorising us in invincibility,
The cuts that often bleed our skins,
But hurts where we can’t touch deep within,
It shatters our hearts like scattered ashes,
For it is the unquenchable heartily flames,
It is the monster we keep trying to tame,
Whose indulgence spells shame on our names,
Still, it is what makes us who we are,
It is the devil we must make a deal with,
Or deal with.
For peace is making truce with our bruises.
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