Its Pain Again!

                                                         Pain Plays
Pain! its a culprit.
It plays, and I am game!
It makes me smile,
makes me cry.
It makes me run and 
makes me stop.
It makes me empty and yet
It shows a million dreams!

Pain! its a culprit.
It killed my hope
and my happiness.
In a group of people,
and yet I feel I am all alone.

It tells me what I lost and 
tells me what I had.
Of course, I had nothing
and yet I am still living!
Not because I had a life to live,
but because I don't have the courage to die.

And still pain keeps playing 
and I am its game.