Riddle

 A riddle
of pain.
A yell, a shell-out
of anger.
A scream.
A purge of tears
and a mixture, of built up emotions
in a valley,
With a battle arena of internal and
external conflicts.
the fear,
of nothing.
A relief of hope.
A scream
or a cry.
all that is needed.
Pain is original, and is a natural
remedy,
that is universal, to everybody,  
and the recovery,
is only truth,
or honesty.
A relief yet tranquil,
but stings
in comfort,
an attempt for hope
And a journey still to be taken,
Knowledge,
chosen to be warn,or discerned
if possible to do
love passe,
Then how?