What's the worst thing about pain?
Nothing.
Yup. You read it right. Pain is not an evil jackass. It is not the wicked witch nor the big bad wolf.
Pain is the poisoned apple that made the Prince kissed Snow White. It is the spell that turned the unkind Prince into a Beast. Pain is Cinderella's twelve midnight curfew.
Pain is....a friend.
Pain tells us that we had gone too far, made the left turn, chose the wrong guy, and that we are no superman.
Pain reminds us that we're mortal humans. Capable of scratches, burns and wounds. We are an empty canvass worthy of a beautiful scar.
