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