A Psychopaths Pirouette On Pain

There is nothing that can make the pain go away, but eventually you'll learn to live with it. It will captivate your consciousness like a cage, paralyzed and powerless you poigantly sit. There will be nightmares, each day when you wake up it'll be the first thing you think about. Brain inhabited by ignited fears, at the wall you ignorantly stare. Feeling defeated, your head fills with doubt. It will be all you can think about without fail until one day it will be the second thing as hard as you tried to no avail the pain rears it's head, relentlessly reoccuring