Soliloquy

If it is pain, 
Pain will bleed.
If it is love. 
Love will lead.
If it is here,
It is ours.
If it has left,
Walked out the door,
Left these words unsaid,
But said so much more.
May we let it go.
For it was more than pain. 
It was held in vain.
For you can’t keep something broken
You can’t keep it forever 
Forever without crashing,
Breaking yourself.
But pain is not broken.
It is not endless bashing,
Continuous angst,
It is not without change.
It may seem odd.
Overwhelming at least.
But without pain life is devoid of true love,
Passion. 
And without love, pain is not derived at all.
Love will lead,
But pain, pain is what makes you bleed.