PAIN
has known your name since before you could speak it.
It does not knock. It does not wait.
It simply stands inside the room
as though it built the walls itself.

SUFFERING
is not visited upon us —
it is woven in, thread by thread,
into the fabric of the days
we thought were ordinary.

GUILT
is a country with no border crossing.
You do not arrive. You discover
you have always been there,
and the map was written on your skin.

WORRY
is the shadow that precedes the body.
It falls across the faces of the ones we love
before we have even raised our hand.

SORROW
does not end.
It becomes the air.
The long dark between one breath and the next,
where a man kneels beneath the weight of himself,
presses fist to jaw,
and calls it living.

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1 day ago
KalleRockPictures Vielen Dank, waren die allerersten Shots im eigenen Homestudio.
Ganz toller Ausdruck in der Pose und eine gute Lichtsetzung. Tolle Arbeit von euch Beiden und passend zur Bildunterschrift. Sehr stark.