Posts Tagged ‘pain’

cosmic hurt

July 8, 2017

A time there was – as one may guess
And as, indeed, earth’s testimonies tell –
Before the birth of consciousness,
When all went well.

Thomas Hardy, Before Life and After

Existence is a wound
That heals when you die
We can’t extinguish hurt
We can only try

You won’t earn any points
For trying to be nice
The cosmos doesn’t care
What we do with life

Everything we ever do
Is gonna fade away
The thing that really matters
Is how we act today

by Richard W. Bray

The one that says there isn’t any pain

December 10, 2016

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Monitor the voice inside your brain
Don’t scamper and pretend it isn’t there
The one that says there isn’t any pain

Listen for your truth and don’t campaign
Focus on yourself and don’t compare
Monitor the voice inside your brain

The voice that tries to keep a body sane
The voice that keeps repeating, “I don’t care”
The one that says there isn’t any pain

Repeat, repeat, repeat a lie in vain
Anesthetize against the truths that scare
Or monitor the voice inside your brain

Live your hurt and don’t deny the rain
Analyze your thoughts ever aware
Of the one that says there isn’t any pain

Release your mind and jettison your chains
A universe awaits you if you dare
To monitor the voice inside your brain
The one that says there isn’t any pain

by Richard W. Bray

Your Pain Ain’t My Gain

March 12, 2016

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If you drink your life to crud
Till you’re crawling in the mud
And puking pints of blood

If you gamble on the ponies
Till you’re sickly and you’re bony
And your kids eat macaroni

I’m sorry for your trauma
If you’re dusting up the drama
With a dozen baby mamas

It really ain’t my gain
If your life fills up with pain
Until you think you’ll go insane

Your problems
Ain’t my issue
Though I’ll support you
And I wish you
All the best

But I won’t waste
Precious time
Fixating on your
Your sins and crimes
I’ll just stay thankful
For the ways
My life is blessed

 

by Richard W. Bray

Fortunate to Know

October 8, 2015

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Been hived and herded
Doused and dirted
Desecrated
And deserted

Life is an ocean
Of misery and woe
Love is a notion
I’m fortunate to know

Been punched and prodded
Nailed and knotted
Fiends who plotted
Stomped and swatted

Life is an ocean
Of misery and woe
Love is a notion
I’m fortunate to know

Been kicked and slandered
Dumped and dandered
Pitched and pandered
Without candor

Life is an ocean
Of misery and woe
Love is a notion
I’m fortunate to know

by Richard W. Bray

Crazy Fools for Love

February 13, 2015

I had no time to hate, because
The grave would hinder me,
And life was not so ample I
Could finish enmity

Emily Dickinson

You can hate away your days
Disparaging the ways
Of the wicked

You can while away your time
Pondering the crimes
Of the sickest

You can multiply your spite
But it won’t make nothing right
For the wretched

And your dreams of retribution
Only cultivate pollution
In your heart

You might find more success
Fighting hate with tenderness
And compassion

Plant a flower in your heart
It’s the perfect place to start
Your garden

Hope will be our only tool
Let’s all be crazy fools
For love

by Richard W. Bray

A Gut Full of Girlhurt

February 7, 2015


Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.

Dorothy Parker

The ones who never noticed
The ones who had to go
The ones who came to see me
The ones who didn’t show

Got a gut full of girlhurt
Keeping me awake
Playing back my memories
Reliving realms of ache

The ones I never talked to
The times I chickened out
All the love I missed
By wallowing in doubt

Got a gut full of girlhurt
Keeping me awake
Playing back my memories
Reliving realms of ache

The ones that I ignored
The things I didn’t say
The love I didn’t appreciate
The times I walked away

Got a gut full of girlhurt
Keeping me awake
Playing back my memories
Reliving realms of ache

by Richard W. Bray

Live Your Hurt

January 25, 2015

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Indeed, the truth that many people never understand, until it is too late, is that the more you try to avoid suffering, the more you suffer, because smaller and more insignificant things begin to torture you, in proportion to your fear of being hurt. The one who does most to avoid suffering is, in the end, the one who suffers the most: and his suffering comes to him from things so little and so trivial that one can say that it is no longer objective at all. It is his own existence, his own being, that is at once the subject and the source of his pain, and his very existence and consciousness is his greatest torture.

Thomas Merton, The Seven Storey Mountain (H/T–Andrew Sullivan)


Live your hurt
It’s where you are
It’s riding shotgun
In your car

Live your hurt
Day by day
You can’t pretend
Your hurt away

Love your hurt
And pay respect
To the way
That we connect

Stare at hurt
Like a mirror
You’ll never see
Your conscience clearer

Praise your hurt
With every breath
The only other
Choice is death

by Richard W. Bray

Flesh and Pain

September 17, 2014

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There may be trouble ahead
But while there’s moonlight
And music and love and romance
Let’s face the music and dance

Irving Berlin

Pain is never far away
Enjoy it when it’s not around
And when a new wave
Comes your way
Do not linger
In its wake
Dive right in
Or ride it out

Flesh and Pain are
Child and Mother
You don’t get one
Without the other

by Richard W. Bray

False Cures

September 1, 2014

pain

People start dispersing
When I bitch and bray
But you can’t cure the anger
By sending folks away

Doctor gives me pills
To remedy the pain
But you can’t cure the body
By lying to the brain

Shutting down my feelings
Is my only goal
But you can’t cure the heart
My murdering the soul

by Richard W. Bray

Sovereign

June 28, 2014

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I hate myself
That makes it easy
To always have
Someone to blame
I hate myself
I’ll never please me
Masochism
Keeps me tame

I hate myself
It’s my boundary
Where I harness
Realms of pain
I hate myself
That’s where you found me
Pain enlightens
And leaves a stain

I hate myself
And pain is fuel
Boundless hurt
Fills my well
I hate myself
I live to rule
Sovereign in
My happy hell

by Richard W. Bray