The Blessed Curse

Pain 

is a fleeting thing

much like joy

love and laughter.

but the measure of a man

is not what he was,

but what he is now.

and what he will be tomorrow.

life is a moment

that lasts many years.

and it holds much pain

despair and heartache.
One feels lost

and alone.

but there is love

given away in buckets.

never received.

always just given.

but the love is there

in all the mended hearts,

the restored smiles,

the soothed souls.
where there is love

there is hope.

you just have to stand back and let it all in.
in every smile you save,

in every heart you remake,

in all the broken pieces you pick up

and make whole again.

in every new hope you create,

there is a person

who will love again.

there is no better payment anyone can receive.

your curse

is not the curse that it seems.

it's a blessing in disguise

seen only by the other souls

you save.

so turn the blessed curse inward

because

how can you keep saving others

when you don't save yourself?