Pain Struck

Rita

Pain Struck

By Rita

Sat 08 Apr, 2017 00:38:03 EAT
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Pain Struck

I have a strange craving for pain
A sort of addiction for loneliness
As though the world were a garden full of roses
And I was allergic to flowers
Sometimes I imagine myself locked away from humanity
I imagine being in a kind of vegetative state
Watching as the world turns
I imagine thriving in a pit full of sadness
I imagine finding myself in a cave that reeks of death
For in these dark places
I just might find a cure for this emptiness within
So I ask, is it possible to pine for pain?
Or is it just me?

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  • Kelvin Tee
    I imagine too but dont know what or how. Its never you alone. That message is sticking somewhere inside. Awesome
    361 wk ago
  • Kelvin Tee
    I imagine too but dont know what or how. Its never you alone. That message is sticking somewhere inside. Awesome
    361 wk ago
  • Kelvin Tee
    I imagine too but dont know what or how. Its never you alone. That message is sticking somewhere inside. Awesome
    361 wk ago
  • Kelvin Tee
    I imagine too but dont know what or how. Its never you alone. That message is sticking somewhere inside. Awesome
    361 wk ago

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