The Pain You Feel Is Not the Pain I Feel
It is impossible to convey this
Because everything is so real in the head
Nothing else can exist, can it?
And yet it exists to nothing else
The pain you feel is nowhere else to be found
But in your head
That is a lonely place
For nothing but pain
Why not pleasure?
It is there at times, only in your head
Why not satisfaction?
It is there at times, only in your head
Why not the unique realization of being whole?
It is there at times, only in your head
It is there to convince you that there is nothing else
It is there for you to breathe, every moment
Every waking moment
So what else is there to believe?
Time passes
Emotions wane
Nothing is infinite
There are two things
Perspective and
Change
And only two of those have any meaning
The other two are only in the head and the head
Is the reason . . .
STOP
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