That Ain;t Nothin

I'm blinded by tears over stories of love and pain, and yet, I wouldn't be able to see to the truth without them.  Because I've felt that pain,.  Not That Pain, not that pain !!!, but THAT PAIN!!!  That screamin, cryin, hurt all over and, you know what, that ain't nothin.  Nothin!  Not even a word.  Because my head hurt so bad, I couldn't see, fighting over thoughts that made up me.  Because it's hard to keep warm sleeping under an inch-deep  blanket of snow.  Because I never given up on any one but my momma and, now, I really and truly wish I never had.  Because she knew where it hurt and she poked me there.  Because I'm a dog to be trained or so I am told and I am overjoyed because if someone ever loved me as much as I love my dog.  Because words can't convey so the less talking the better.  Because love?   No, because LLLLLOOOOOOOOVVVVVVE.  Because I can still remember the scent of her hair and the close of her loving kiss twenty years later.  Because I wonder if she still thinks of me.  Because I never gave up and I wonder if they still think of me.  Because they called me a winner yet they don't know how conflicted I feel.  Because through the storm, the war, and the worry, in the end, all I know is, it's all about you, about giving and the hope of bringing joy to all you encounter.  Because they called me perfect yet they don't see the struggle.  Struggle!  Everyday.   Yet, it ain't nothin.  Why?  Because in the end, when the voices end, when my breath stops, when the fights over and all that matters and the fettered fall away, call me crazy, call me stupid, call me a dreamer,  after that last hug, that last kiss, after that last last night, when the dark succumbs.... LOVE and that's all I know, and I promise myself, on all, never, ever to forget.