Pain to Hope

Pain is such a funny thing.

It motivates us,

And yet,

It stops us.

With pain comes fear,

Like cold with snow.

Then we fear to move forward,

And fear to look behind.

With fear comes doubt,

Like blood to veins.

And we begin to doubt ourselves,

Our actions and our thoughts.

With doubt comes hope,

Like spring after cold winters.

And we hope to have better days,

Perhaps without all the pain.

But once again we fear to move forward,

For pain might hit us again,

And it’s all a vicious cirlce,

With absolutely nothing to gain.

For with pain comes fear,

Like night after day.

And doubt to fear,

With so much more on the way.

And we know,

Hope isn’t far behind,

But it’s the journey that hurts the most,

Even though we must face it.

Last time we swore,

We’d never feel this again,

Then the unexpected happens,

And we’re stuck in this vicious circle…