A poem| Pain falls like rain, eroding the heart to dullness :)

Pain pain, go away :)

Surprise to feel my heart still beating.

A small video of ***rain.***

Pain pain, go away, live to some other heart, come back some other day, but not today, not tonight.

I’ve held you close, let you stay inside me, but I’m tired now of the games you play.

You came like fog, quiet and slow, whispered lies I used to know,

“stay small, stay silent, don’t let it show, the more you feel, the more you’ll owe.”

I listened once, twice, thrice, I let you name a friendly price.

But kindness isn’t being always nice, it’s learning when to drop the ice.

Pain pain, go away but you never do. You sit on my chest like a thing I outgrew.

I smile in daylight, laugh when they speak. But when night rolls its sleeves up, I’m small, weak, curling on floor.

They ask if I’m okay, I say yes, it’s fine. But my ribs are a cage and your hand is the sign.

I carry their wreckage like it’s my own fault. I sew their torn sails while my own heart halts.

No one asks who watches the one who watches. No one holds the holder when the darkness catches.

Pain pain, go away, I whisper at 3 am, yet you know the password to every room I’m in.

I wanted to be the lighthouse, steady and tall, but light flickers crack too, they just hide it all.

You came before them, you’ll stay after they leave. You’re the only thing that never once deceived.

Pain, pain go away, but you’re all that’s left, pain, pain go away, but you’re the only thing real I fake.

I tell myself stories, “I’m fine, I’m strong.” but my pillow knows better, felt my real tears, heard my real song,

Some days I don’t cry. Some days I just sit. Staring at ceilings like they owe me something.

Pain pain, go away, but don’t leave me alone. Because without you, who am I on my own?

I’ve been the healer, the mender, the glue. But no one taught me how to heal me too.

So stay if you must. Sit there in the dark. But know I’m still standing, even with the burn, even with the mark.

Pain pain, go away, maybe not today. But someday, somewhere, I’ll learn another way.

I’m not the child you met before, but the one who chooses what the hurt is for.

here’s my door and walk away, I don’t hate you; I want you stay but not today, not tonight, Pain pain, go away :)

16/05/2026 Poetry by Fatehana, where pain just happen to be noticed. If you all resonate, connect or least feel this poem, it will be an honor to hear your thoughts, leave 50 claps :)