Pain.

It’s come crashing down on the weak

Faithful to those that are hurt the most

Known no boundaries

Up roaring above all.

But only do few are left uninjured

With injuries left behind by the storm

Only a few overcome the injuries

The damage left behind

Other storms leave a scratch

The Storm of Pain is stubborn

With its violent winds.

Comes knocking down your door unexpectedly

Pain.

A storm that will accompany you all your life.

So I reach a hopeful hand out to the cure that will be the antidote to my pain.