P for Pain
P
is for pain,
is
also for pleasure.
That
drop of blood
Which
is supposed to torment me
Actually
excites me
excruciatingly
enough
P
is actually for perspective
What
pain is for a masochist.
Pain
is the paint
I
brush my body (heart) with
So
that I don’t have to
Process
my pertinent emotions.
Pain
is the feeling I embrace
The
bruise which I keep on picking
A
gift which keeps on giving.
The
obvious physical pain of
Broken
bones
The
odious psychological pain of
Broken
homes
I
embrace it after all
only because
I don’t know how to exist
as a person
Without pain
at all.
I'm sure none of us can claim never to have experienced pain at ll;
ReplyDeletePain is part of living. Still, I wish my own existence involved a bit less pain. All right, a lot less.
ReplyDeleteI like this part most:
ReplyDelete"The obvious physical pain of
Broken bones
The odious psychological pain of
Broken homes"
As a teenager I engaged in self-harm, so I relate to this.
Pain as a necessary evil. Some pain is pleasurable. A good work out that leaves the muscles sore. But some I would rather live without.
ReplyDeleteWe must experience both pain and joy in life to appreciate both.
ReplyDelete"I don’t know how to exist
ReplyDeleteas a person
Without pain
at all."
Pain has shaped me more than anything else. Unfortunately so.