Saturday, October 13, 2012

Anesthesia Dolorosa

I’m losing myself. Drunk by something you’ll never wish for. It numbs you to everything but pain. Deep pain, long aching pain. Hurts. You’ll never feel love, the gentle touch on your skin, hugs, sympathy, and everything soothe you can named. You can’t see the wounds or scar or even a scratch, there will be nothing but throbs. People will see you fine like there is nothing wrong. But the pain is there. Bite and chew and crush you till the essence of your soul. Forcing you to scream and beg and cry for relief. But there is no someone. There will be no one understand your suffer. And you’ll drown deeper into the sea of the endless agony. And you’ll wish you could die just to end the torture.

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