Pain is what makes one wrench, shiver, torment and crumple like a wasted paper. Ruining like a train wreckage; leaving one’s soul undeniably savaged. It tests endurance, whether capable of surrendering faith or withstanding the odds. But one must learn that each stolen candy and nicked gracious smile shall be renewed the next day. For the moon wavers when the dawn breaks and unselfishly gives way to morn’s brightest rays.