deepundergroundpoetry.com

Sanctioned Pain

It's irony I think in this
That long ago it was different
The only thing that kept me alive
Was a needle held over fire
The gasps of pain filling the air
As I pressed it to my flesh
Now needles holding burning medicine
Is what keeps me alive today
The gasp after injection
The hidden thrill...
That I can hurt myself again
BlueBeastGirl
Written by BlueBeastGirl (Running from the Reaper)
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 3 reading list entries 0
comments 11 reads 90
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 10:35pm by Wafflenose
SPEAKEASY
Today 10:33pm by Wafflenose
SPEAKEASY
Today 10:33pm by Northern_Soul
SPEAKEASY
Today 10:32pm by Wafflenose
POETRY
Today 10:26pm by Northern_Soul
COMPETITIONS
Today 10:26pm by Ms_SweetPea