Pain

Holding my head up high instead of dangling below,

so much pain surges within my being,

trying to find the difference between love and hate,

either way they are the same to me.

this pain feel of snake venom in my veins slowly working its way up my arms,

i can only endure so much before pain before i go insane,

knowing all this i feel i should shut out the world so i don't hurt anyone i love or care for.

the only company i have left are the shadows whom walk beside me on this lonely path to misery.

Reviews

[Patricia B. Hepler]

'this pain feel of snake venom in my veins slowly working its way up my arms..'

Your descriptions of pain are intensely true. Your writing is cathartic, hum? pat

[Mental_Mentos]

Oh wow... I like it, alot!