Pain, it's real and it ain't no joke
It hampers the neural pathways, causing the streams of blood to clot
It suffocates the chest, extinguishes anguish, and pushes out the spirit
But hey, the demon finally finds the exit,
leaving behind a beautifully messed up room within
You know, that one last pain has made it come full circle,
bringing the soul towards a complete immersion in the grace from above
If that pain is gonna breed its malicious little spawns in this room
then bring it the fuck on, I'll face them with their ancestor's power
But here's the twist
That particular pain's little spawns turn out to be this unreasonable non-sense we called love
So the pain gives birth to love? How's that even possible?
"It is all part of the master plan from the Man above," whispers the conscience
Okay, now what am I supposed to do with this love? How does this thing even work?
Conscience replies, "Since you're still a novice in this, the love you have received is in the form of seeds. Let them be and let them grow. As they grow, don't forget to take good care of them. Water these seeds of love with forgiveness; forgive yourself of your past mistakes and forgive others who have wronged you. Fertilize the seeds with honesty; do not be afraid of vulnerability. Also make sure you give these seeds the vitamin of humility. Let them bear fruits, so the Man above can pick them up when the harvest season arrives and He will rewards you with a life of eternal peace."
It's surprising how God can transform something so bitter to be the sweetest gift. Take care of the heart and the soul, never lose faith no matter how cruel a situation is. Keep the chin up, and focus the eyes towards the sky; always give the best effort but do not drain the energy by dwelling on the worldly affair.
Hang in there; take baby steps, one day at a time.
