V E N U S

Pain is demanded to be felt. Why? For the betterment of the world? For the betterment of myself? I've felt pain, I've felt suffering, sadness, madness, but never pure unpolluted happiness. Why pain? Why not joy or exuberance.

People this is what brings joy from pain and pain from joy. The way people's minds work, the way people act. This is where emotion comes from. I may be shattered on the inside but my exterior is still in tact and I refuse to let my front fall. For if my walls crumble and I no longer bring joy to those in pain then all that's left is pain. So I put on this smile and kindness. I share pleasantries and gratitude so that I don't lose purpose.

But what happens if I let my walls crumble, If I let someone slip through the cracks, will I fall from the weight of pain or be lifted by the air of others?