Pain

Hot, Scorching and searing
Mouth clamped shut, pain threshold soaring
Eyes filled with unshed tears
As my mind tumbled into a mess of my own fears
Bittersweet ting sweeping down my skin
Trailing down, feeling the fire within
Twisting, groaning, writhing in agony
A pile up of these three like an art trilogy
The gut wrenching feeling, the rehearsed spinal arch
Anticipating, shaking, ready for the next whip lash
Of the voices, the hands clawing, scratching in the recesses of my mind
I scream slow and piercing
The sky shakes the earth trembles as I end this
For the storm raging and crashing within
Threatens to beat me down, to tired to fight it
Because I'm tired, drowning, knees buckling
Ready to give myself over to the voices calling
Swiftly yet slowly I sink into the abyss
Free from the torture and pain at least