PAIN

 

Why is it that pain weighs more on the heart than anything else?

This is the cruelty that life continuously sells.

Where can I hide a boulder that can be easily seen?

For a forest has grown from my planting of a tiny bean.

Where shall I run to let the tears run dry?

Don’t spend the time my friends trying to find out the why.

For it is better to release what has been drowning you,

Than to bite something bigger than you chew.