Life is filled with pain
We face it every day
But if your love is strong enough
We can all just suck it up

Looking for the sunlight
But we all have to face the rain
If you are happy for just one night
Even when the six others are sad?

We’re all looking for the dream
So we can skim the cream
But if you never have had the bad
How will you know when to be glad?

Life is exactly what it is
Do you see it as it is
Or interpret it another way?
Living in your head another day?

Waiting for the perfect way
When the world all agree with what you say?
Do you believe it’s coming that day?
Or will it come to stay, the pain?

Then you realize where the truth lay?
That it never mattered what you say
Do we simply relive the same day?
Or is the pain the point of it anyway?

In the end , it lets us know we are alive
And… that was the reason you were allowed to experience pleasure.

An Original Poem by H.R Beebe