Where Pain Comes From

Does anyone know where pain comes from?

It's invisible, but easy to find

Is it buried down deep inside the heart?

Is it growing inside our mind?

Or maybe it has a mind of its own

Choosing which victim to touch

Never relenting or showing restraint

Not knowing the meaning, "Too Much!"

And though it comes in many forms

It will always feel the same

Reasons will come and reasons will go

Giving us no one to blame

Pain doesn't care if we're young or old

It's been known to last for years

Our bodies will fight with all of its might

Releasing the pain through our tears

No one knows where pain comes from

We all play the hand that we're dealt

It's written in poems and songs alike

And something that everyone's felt

Reviews

[Foxemerald]

Your poems seem among the most relatable among readers at times I daresay. The fluency is easy, and smooth. It runs quickly, but, effortlessly. The message in this one is very simple, but precise. Very succint, and concise. Nice work!

[Admiral Kirk]

Ah, I feel a whole bunch of pain, but I still don't know where it's coming from! Great poem, I enjoyed reading it. :D Good job!

[mariah]

wow, very interesting question! this was very truthful, and i love the last stanza. apsolutly genius! nice write :P
-mariah

[Melody]

This is beyond true, and it's very nice. I love how truthful and honest it is. The questions at the beginning got me hooked and the answers made my pondering surrender. Very nice, very nice indeed. Good job, keep up the good writing. :)