86. Pain

Pain is beautiful, I'm slowly finding a solace in it
The Beauty is, at first this pain hits you hard, gradually it becomes a part of your existence and you start living with it
But you know what's the issue
Suddenly when I'm relieved of it, I happen to start looking for a reason,
A reason I can cling on to,
I can sob about,
Because constant happiness gets boring, kills my motivation to thrive
This pain is inevitable, but I'm habituated to over doing it.
Sympathy is the key,
You see my pain,
Ohh the attention that comes along..

Get it clear,
Both are a state of mind, without one the other is meaningless.
We're prone to live through it
Both are a part of human existence
So dance in the rain, while you fight with the clouds
Eventually you'll be buried in the ashes
And in reality, everything is vain