The ancients would say pain is only temporary, but that has never been the case for me,
For people like me dealing with your pain is as easy as breathing,
Dead people can't tell you how sad and depressed they were leading up to the end,
but I can,
I believe we are given one or two chances to change our stars,
luckily I have been given several chances and I can't get it right,
Over and over again I fail to fix my greatest follies,
but why am I given so many chances?
Why waste great life on a mere jester?
I would shout, "Save the Queen!" if I had a say in my destiny,
but I do know how important life is,
I know how important my life is,
I even built a wall made of skeletons and creepy crawlers with my Demon standing watch to keep people out,
but sometimes the pain tries to get out,
first it sounds like an empty mug banging across the cell bars,
then it becomes more violent,
Scratching and clawing its way out,
leaving my flesh scarred and bloody,
What am I to do?
Why hasn't this pain vanished,
I thought it would get better with time but that's just wishful thinking,
in a way I really think my pain is something I've always wanted to keep,
its what makes me unique and special even when it gets scary,
I've never felt so alive when I'm hurting,
its the only time I am able to breathe.
