I Love Pain, Every Pain, Give Me More Pain

This is a solid, true, real. This pain is mine alone. This pain is my friend by my side. It hears my wail, my sigh, my groan. My somatic pain, my nervous pain. This short sharp break of my skin. To the psychological pain sleeping deep inside, The pain that’s living within. All the pain is mine alone to have. Mine to wrap up into a ball. And play the sport of emotional hurt, Demolish my emotional wall. I love the chronic to the acute. The lingering, to subtle, to intense. Breaking me down to my forsaken self, Devouring every piece of my defence.