What is Pain?

Pain

My pain is......

things I can not change like the feeling of my girl as she says I have no guts

As she says she has to fuck

others so she can stay with me

My pain you see is right here in my nuts
 
Your not alone

As A young male I was so concerned about how I would be seen I stayed alone affraid of what I might have been. Now thats all I have is what I might have been
 
My Pain

I used to hate God. For a while, anyway. After all, I felt He had lead me to the one woman I would spend the rest of my life with, with whom I would start a family, and live happily ever after.

And then, He made her ill. He complicated her pregnancy and put me in the position of having to decide which to save: my son, or my wife?

Yeah, I hated Him.

I don't anymore.

The pain stays with me. It should. It hasn't destroyed me, although it nearly did a few times. I have learned from it, grown, adapted, become stronger. He did that, in a way. I don't live through God, I don't owe my lfie to Him, but I believe He exists.

He must, because my wife is with him now, as well as my son.

For the longest time, I never thought I would love again. After all, I'd met the woman of my dreams, right? She was perfect in every way, right?

Well . . . yes.

But I am still alive, and I am still human, and I am still an emotional creature. That means I can still love. So perhaps Charlotte was The One for me . . . .

But she may not be the only one.

The pain makes me think, makes me feel, and live. And through living, I heal.

And may love again.
 
Being told over and over, time after time, that I'm not good enough to have what I want in life. The reality that I'll probably never have what I want. And yet so many people do. Why not me? The only answer I can come up with is that there is something wrong with me. That's my pain. It's been around a while. I carry it with me. Wish I could put it down.
 
Misty_Morning said:
Only eight days from when she was taken from this world......

*HUGS*

Taken from our world. I'm sure she's off somewhere else enjoying herself, especially now that she's pain free.

We'll see her again.
 
Pain, the pain of lost loved ones, the pain of love lost, the pain of love never to be known.

Pure physical pain...a pain in your chest so bad you can't breathe, can't move.

The pain in your wife's eyes as you lie on the ER gurnry after just being brought back to life.

Pain, of things not done that should have, of things done that should not have.

All those bring pain to all of us or we wouldn't be human.

The pain tells us something, what is for each of us to figure out.
 
Misty_Morning said:
Pain...

What is it?
Is it a song lyric?
Is it a byproduct for something more?
Is it a memory to be forgotten?
I do not intend this to be be a "painful" thread...
But has there ever a "pain" that you cannot forget...one that you never wish to be forgetten...

I have many "pains" that fall onto each catagory...

My question is this....

Is there a pain that you never thought that you would ever survive that has become a part of your soul, a part of you?

I have many...share with me..and I shall share with you...

I don't normally reply to things like this with any amount of seriousness, but for you MistyM, ('cuz you're sexy and not advertising tupperware [you will get this] ;) ) I would like to:

Is there also not a love that has and would not ever do the same to one's soul in an opposite direction?

Is there a pain I never thought I would survive? Yes. But, I did.

Have those pains become a part of my soul? They have become a part of who I am proud to be.

Can I remove the pain and be the same person? I don't know that I would want to be someone else and I can't imagine removing those pains because that would make me someone I don't know. Things hurt a lot initially, but ... somehow, later... it's not that they don't hurt, it's just that you grow.

Pain is ... Someone once told me that you can forgive and not forget. I think this has a lot of meaning and believe there is something important in that for each of us.

Funny enough, Jody Foster once said in a movie called (Yeah- I know :rolleyes: the movie sucked ass) Hotel New Hampshire, "They can take my body, but never my soul." That had a lot of meaning for me also at one point.

What is pain? Pain is something we all own and our own pain is a part of us - there is no escape. The question becomes: Does our pain own us ... or do we own our pain?

The answer is black or white, but after that the harder question is ... so now what?

It is the most adventurous question to answer in one's life because it leads you right back to being "able" to ask yourself: Does love have the same effect/ affect on the soul as pain, yet in opposite way?

The answer is ... Yes. It has a MUCH greater effect.

PS to OG: :( Sorry.


:) Cheers, love.
 
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