Pain Is Weakness Poem by Marie Chery

Pain is only a felling of weakness,
In which we poor souls are the richest.
Addicted to it like a bottle of liquor
When life has a bitter taste and we are considered as a quitter
Pain and loneliness has the sweetest taste
Because it does not makes us feel like neither a mistake nor a disgrace.

When life brings us down, it turns us up
When deep inside we are burning up
We isolated ourselves, tired of being misunderstood
We keep suffering in order to feel good.

That's our only option when we are lost in our mind and trapped in our fear.