Story of my life

At first, there was darkness
No, that's not right
There had been something before the darkness
Before the darkness, the pain had come

It was so astonishing a pain
That sometimes I wonder how I stayed alive
It had struck me from out of nowhere
Seizing both my heart and my will

But it had been beautiful
It had been the most most captivating pain of all
It had been filled with bright colors,that pain
So bright and shining that it had almost blinded me

Then, the darkness came

But not before the colors of the pain had incapicitated me
Weaving their despair along each and every seperate nerve of my body
Seeking them out,as if the pain itself had been conscient
As if it had possesed a mind and a will of its own.

Then, as swiftly as it had struck, the pain released me
My mind floated in a dark void
I have no idea how long I stayed in that bless'd darkness

But when I finally began to awake, to feel my mind at work again,
I saw that the colors had returned
Painlessly, they surrounded me
An entirely different kind of living hell

I still dont understand how I didnt lose my mind

But I didnt.
He hadnt defeated me
And, I might have been down,but I was far from out .

That pain is called love.

Keep it real,
Manue