Pain.
I've never seen pain filled with love.
It's like an aching in my chest.
It sits there.
Never to be moved.
Never to be healed.
Only to sit there and hurt.
Feel it pound its way into my heart.
And pound.
And pound.
With every beat.
Not exactly ending.
Not exactly starting.
Simply visiting.
And beating.
Pulsing.
Until all of my heart is a dull, sullen grey.
And everyone else is merely colorblind.
Human dignity + compassion = peace.