Pain is misunderstood
Some think it disease
Yet, disease brings either
Healing or death
Both a sweet release

No, real pain is so much more
Continuous pain
A poison twined with your blood
There is no escape
There is no cure
There is no release

Day after day
An everyday torment
That which you held dear
Destroyed by the Locusts

There I stand
In my field of dreams
With naught but bare husks
Some empty jars
And chaff in the wind

Dark clouds shroud
An ice cold heart
My limbs go numb
As my pain reminds
It's always there

This is pain,
No release
No cure
No healing
No escape
Torment day after day
In my field of dreams
Devoured by the Locusts!