What is the real pain?

Is it when someone you love pokes you from behind and it hurts?

Is it when a stone hits you and leaves a mark?

Is it when a car hits you and your whole-body screams?

Is it when you lose someone who was close to you, and 

you don’t know how to fill that empty space?

Is it when you feel someone else’s pain so deeply that you wish you could take it away from them?

Or…

Is it when you finally realize that everything you believed about yourself is a lie?

When the world you built inside your mind breaks, and you don’t even know who you are anymore.

Is real pain something you feel when you can’t even explain that you’re in pain, when you don’t know what’s causing it, and you have no idea how to get rid of it or what to do about it?