Dance of Pain

Pain deeper than the eyes. Thoughts wilder cries. There's a soul deep yearning to be unleashed. Closed tightly with wires yet at peace. There is suffering. There is pain. But no regrets. I feel the world around me as a part of existence. Existence that I am no more a part of. I walk along but not with. I walk around but leave no impression. The pain within is with me. The world sees me as a shuttle running from point to the other. But I know I am dragging holding myself breathing stronger every moment to not lose myself to them. I don't just exist. I live. I examine learn look enjoy the meaning of life. I love the pain because it gives me life. Reminds me of my existence. Keeps me the human I am meant to be. The pain is mine. Its not mine forever. I let it go the moment I get a chance. Cause there's no sweeter good bye than this. My pain gone out. I loved it. Love it. But it has to go. I feel stronger and much more liberated. The pain isn't mine anymore. Happiness is. And the beauty of it is it doubles when I share it. When I make others a part of my happiness. When I become the reason for somebody else's happiness. When others happiness is my happiness. This is when I realised pain is a luxury but happiness is ordinary. When ordinary excites me I don't need luxury.