Some may not understand.

The pain.

But others might.

As one does, they get over it.

But this one, this special one.

Does not. 

He continues with it.

Not understanding.

Why he was given such a thing.

He cries every night, alone.

Not reaching out.

Hurting himself.

In hopes it'll make it easier.

But it does not.

It makes it worse.

And worse.

Until he takes it too far.

So there is no pain left.

But only to be passed to another.

He did not think of the consequences. 

He did not know the pain would pass on.

 He only thought it would perish.

As for the others,

They do not get over it.

They continue with the pain.

Until it consumes them.

Until they are no more.

The pain continues on,

Moving to each person.

Until none is left.