Monday 30 September 2013

Its Own Dull Ache

The extremity of pain will never be known. Every pain is a newness in itself. Highest of tragedies and lowest of phases is an illusion. No pain shall ever be the greatest. To each, his own.

Each pain is raw.

Each pain has its own depth, its own stab, its own beauty, its own pain and well, its own dull ache.

Every pain, is a newness in itself.

Each pain, teaches.

"Pain is a pesky part of being human, I’ve learned it feels like a stab wound to the heart, something I wish we could all do without, in our lives here. Pain is a sudden hurt that can’t be escaped. But then I have also learned that because of pain, I can feel the beauty, tenderness, and freedom of healing. Pain feels like a fast stab wound to the heart. But then healing feels like the wind against your face when you are spreading your wings and flying through the air! We may not have wings growing out of our backs, but healing is the closest thing that will give us that wind against our faces.” 
~ C. JoyBell C

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  1. Nice to read!!!!
    where you been missing around?
    btw have tagged you to This or That? Beauty Tag!
    have a look!


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