a requiem for pain

 
I'm losing my internal battle
my grip slips and I want to scream nonstop

I'm being tortured to what end?

it hurts to think I can't cut it

is this my life from now on?

wear a chain or else
bloody hell
I've talked with ones like me
anxious hell with a gut churning chaser

admittedly I am afraid
I sleep and the call enters
ringing off the hook...my need

I will try again I feel I have no choice
but I'm not going to lie to you
if my only option is constant in your face pain

I choose option b