The Beautiful Side of Pain

Within us deep

We all have a pain that never sleeps

It plays over and over

Like a broken record

Is it there to force us to suffer?

Are we secretly masochists?

I lie in bed at night

It all plays over and over

In my head, in my head, in my head

I cry and scream at my brain

For making me relive and relive this pain

I cry and scream at my pain

For making me, making me relive this pain

I cry and scream at my brain

Why do you torture me?

I cry and scream at my pain

Why do you make me relive these days?

Where is the wisdom in this pain?

I live it and live it again

I know that I love me

Inside of me, so much love

I love you Sarah,

My heart speaks and speaks again

There must be a reason

A reason I'm not moving on

I dip my finger in the dark lake

It's storming and raining

Pitter patter, pitter patter

The rain falls on the lake

The moonlight lighting the way

Why am I at this lake?

Why am I here?

Why am I here?

Why am I here?

A pair of eyes peer at me over the waters

Another and another pair of eyes

The ghosts of past

What are you doing here?

This is MY lake

I stew and I contemplate

I break and I cry

I scream and I clench the ground

Digging my fingers in

Grabbing hold of everything I've ever known

I won't choose comfort

I won't die in this soiled grove

I won't love my grave

But I will give love to my pain

And I will rise again

I lift my head and once again

I enjoy the rain