Isn't it beautiful?🍂💔

Isn't it beautiful?💔

The old tears have dried up,
The heart is tired.
The sun is down,
and the once again the vision gets blurred.

Darkness has come,
Along with pain.
The beauty of pain is exquisite,
And I find myself drawn to its allure once again.

Once again, I feel that ache,
Which is building up in my chest.
Once again I feel the presence of the void,
And it keeps me awake even though I know that I need to rest.

Pain is predictable yet unpredictable.
We know it comes around always,
But can never be seen coming,
And hurts us in so many different ways.

But I find it quite amusing,
That we do not learn from happiness,
On the contrary,
We always learn through heartbreak, pain and loneliness.

~anoushka