Hope For the End

It had been routine, this punishment Perhaps I made eye contact Maybe I had fallen asleep The reason never mattered He was angry—or bored I could never tell which... But I remember the fluttering twitch Behind my eyes as they would roll back in my head And the traveling tingling sensation That would start in my face And conquer my body Exponentially growing Until my limbs convulsed violently As if yanked by ropes It would help to imagine an existential being Pulling me across the line of existence itself Freeing me Each second that passed felt infinitely longer Giving me hope that this time was the last The best part was when Enough time had elapsed That my body collapsed And with it had gone all feeling and connection A calming wave of true bliss and happiness Would then flood over me So potent, powerful, impossible to grasp —A Gasp— Not again Regaining just enough consciousness to see his face I’d feel every nerve in my body panic As his grip tightened again Sending me falling back into Sweet, sweet numbness Wishing yet again, this time was the last