Pain comes from a dark place
Full of holes and crevices
Of despair and sadness.
At times, those places fill up
And spill over
Into your soul.
The pain can becomes so overpowering
You cannot breathe each loving breath.
Tears fill your eyes and
Become rivers of melancholy
Flowing down your face.
Try to reach deep within
And pull some joy out of that pain.
Don’t let the pain fill up and spill over
Find pockets of jubilation to overtake the emptiness of anguish.
