The Pain

Searing through my
Body,
Soul, and
Mind –
It comes again,
And again,
Never leaving,
Never lessening,
Never slowing down.

I wish it were physical
Pain vibrating through
My body –
But, instead, it’s so much more.

It’s the pain of love,
Of loss,
Of her turning away.
The pain of manipulation,
And emotion,
And never seeing it coming.
It’s the pain that started
Searing through my substance
The moment the door slammed shut.

It’s the pain that brought me
To this bottle,
Once full,
Now empty and gone.

It’s this pain,
Searing through,
That brings me
To my knees in agony
Every
Single
Day.

KW ’12