Edward Jones Poet I do not know?

Pain For Pain

PAIN FOR PAIN


To deal with the pain inside of me
I have women rend my hide
They say that I’m a masochist
But the emotions wont subside

Its not the body I cant take
Its what’s bottled up inside
The feeling are over powering
Its peace that I’m denied

So with whips, and chains
 and burning things
My body suffers so

This is the only way I no
To make the feelings go

So burnt and bruised
Sometimes bleeding bad
I crawl into my bed

I curl up with a pillow
And rest my tired head

Feeling only agony
Still wishing I was dead


By Mr. E. Jones

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