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Living through Death: On Pain


Have man succeeded in putting words to vividly express the feelings inside?

Has the world’s most melancholic poet who made her readers cry, feel that much depth of pain or more. yet still, words failed.


Have words failed us?

Pain being subjective to the beholder;

And like the varying shades of indigo at the mill, our own sorrows rests. Not bright, but all deep-dark and in varians of aches.


Are we but ruthless to seek words for our miseries;

Words to channel sorrows and make another feel what already is killing us inside? Of our hundred highs and lows in one minute, to be multiplied to a thousand lows and a thousand highs on one and another more.


Are we but painting gloom in this world? Or has word and language failed us all, that we seek a way in others who makes an attempt?


Has Pain its language?

Or does it take form in acts alone: of rage, or loss, silence and all the moods to question morality.

But what if Action was not what we sought, but instead adjectives and sentences.

Can a language that is specific for the hurts, take in vowels and consonants of their own?

And will our tears be willing erasers to rub them down as we speak?


Are we but all silent beings without a language and a voice for our own pain’s expression?

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  1. Jacquelyn5 January 2021 at 21:04

    ❤❤❤❤❤😭😭😭this is just toooooo beautiful

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    1. Amen Longchar5 January 2021 at 22:02

      Thank you so much sister, this means alot. <3

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