My Heart Pain In My Life

You know that pain that seems to never go away? The pain that’s like an eternal black fire searing through your heart aiming to destroy any happy memories vivid enough for you to remember. It’s the pain that slowly engulfs the joy that may ensue when you look at a photo of you and her laughing together when life was simpler. Easier. Better. It’s the pain that transposes between hurt and guilt. It’s the pain that ensures that you will not go a day without thinking, “I should’ve brought her with me

Beauty Is Pain During Anglo-Saxon period, the warfare and division in the region expanded the exile and pain in these elegies in Exeter Book. The separation and banishment arouse great sadness and grief among the people who have in the exile. In all these three elegies, the Seafarer, the Wanderer, and the Wife’s Lament create pain and sorrow through main character to express beauty from these painful experiences. In the Seafarer, a hopeless man is suffering the pain during his duty as a sealer. Burton

love. Like a whirlwind of adventure, my relationship with-Oh I cannot say his name! My love for him was consuming. I felt blind devotion, unquestioning self-humiliation, utter submission towards him, and I gave my whole heart to the smiter!

Pain. A feeling that most of us hate even to experience in life. It is an essential component that we feel when we get hurt physically or mentally. The more we experience it, the more we grow stronger in future. Physical pain is what we feel outside; it is temporary and we learn from it, but what happens when that pain is caused in your heart? What happens when that pain takes the form of grief? What happens when that pain breaks you into a million pieces like a shattered mirror? Perhaps, this pain

shackled in your embrace. Pain is followed by every step I take- Away from you, The cause of my abuse. Even though you are gone, I am still tied down to the bed, Where I got lost in my head. My head is the place where I am dead. Darkness fills my head with nothing but blue, And no one to help me through- The pain that you made me take, When you went away to outer space. People seem to act like you everywhere I move. I knew my brief happiness was too good to be true. Now my happiness has taken a cruise

It was my sophomore year, and I was once again the new girl in school, the one who was taken advantage of. It had been one of the craziest school year of my life. Now as I sit back and think on it I am grateful that it happened. My eyes were opened, I experienced new feelings, and changed in big way in such a relatively short matter of time. This all came from what I thought was love. It was exactly 1:00 pm on a Tuesday, when I broke down in tears in the hallway of my high school, nobody blinked

time, you left something in every single moment of my life that makes me feel that I am close to you again. Colors in the new piece that I recently drew, makes me think about your favorite color, gray! Dictatorship and democracy are fighting in this piece of painting, democracy of love and dictatorship of thoughts. Each line of this painting means something, something from you! Faint of love and strong voice of hatred in my painting make me close my eyes and think about the past, about all of the moments

hospital with tears rolling down my face, I cling to my chest with complete agony. I can’t breathe without my chest feeling like it is going to collapse. If I move the wrong way, a sharp-shooting pain runs through my body and I began to cry more because I don’t know why this is happening. When I get to the hospital, I go right into triage because hospitals take chest pains very serious. When I go back to the little room, the nurse asks me several questions, takes my temperature and blood pressure,

discuss occurred during my shift at work with a patient last year. I was hired as a new graduate registered nurse with absolutely no previous experience in any clinical setting. I had only 6 weeks on the medical surgical floor and I encountered a patient who came in to the hospital due to having epigastric pain and indigestion. The patient was a female who complained of pain after having a large meal during dinner. The patient confirmed that this has happened before, but the pain was not subsiding as

Aristotle once said, "we cannot learn without pain," forming a causal relationship between frameworks of pathology and the framework of wholeness. Enduring pain, suffering, or oppression lays the foundation of strength, wisdom, and understanding in your life. To be more specific, my grandmother passed May 13, 2017. My grandmother and I were very close she was like a mother to me; my friend, a confidant, a spiritual leader, and mentor; she was my kindred spirit, my soul mate, if you will. When I heard that