Pain Cuts
Pain cuts deep:
Even in sleep
Wit can bleed,
Pain loiters deep.
Nerves feel raw:
A twisted feel
Pain shows flaw,
Can such wounds heal?
Odd cold pain:
Flavours refrain
Yet again,
An old wound strains.
My arm feels:
A stabbing pain
Hijack will,
Hurl hurting train.
Raw nerves grip:
I feel pain twist
A mad trip;
Hurt beyond gist.
Drenched in vain:
I embrace pain
In sight plain,
Humbly bear pain.
Hurts now surge:
Old nerves feel pain
Sparks emerge,
A burning strain.
Leon Enriquez
09 December 2017
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2017
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