Pretty In Pain

Everyday I would wear my coat of pain

Same coat different day

Same routine

I chose to walk this way

I didn’t realise that everytime I would wear it, it got another stain and another and another

I was so comfortable in the coat

I thought it looked decent

The stains were solid patches and then there was no room for them to stand proud on their own

They overlapped each other, getting darker and darker

So dark, I had to stay with the darks

How dare I try to mix with the vibrancy and the energy of the bright hues

Orange skipping over there

Yellow bouncing here, there and everywhere

I felt unwelcomed to the party

Really and truly I was too busy pitting mine

They say bad company corrupts good character

My character was being tarnished by the weight of confusion, deception and depression

They became my best friends

The way I was moving you would think I enjoyed the mess

Anxious heart, tortured soul

I cried out

Pain, pain go away come back another day

When it rained, it poured

I thought I would never see brighter rays

But then a hand reached out

The stain remover offered a complimentary cleaning service

Picked me up

Cleaned the dirt

With the depths of the stains

I thought they would never be removed 

Bit by bit, true colours were revealed

Getting to the root cause

One cycle wasn’t enough

It took some soaking and scrubbing

Rinsing and spinning

Repeat

Eventually the true colours started to return

A few stains remained

Reminders of what was - how we overcame

The battles won 

One by one

But there came a day where I had to part ways

Too much weight on sunny days

The coat had too many memory stains

It was time to let go and stop revisiting Pain Lane

Farewell past, farewell pain

The present, is where I would like to remain

Naomi Rae