Masochist Essay, Research Paper
Cant explain this internal pain
stripped down worthless
here without a purpose
a mystery yet to come
no time for fun
my head turns
as my stomach burns
awaiting my fate
as my hate will enervate
then come time again
mindlessly driven
wishing for an emend
for this malediction
but somehow it returns in offense
and I?m left without defense
this brackish life
like a gleam upon a knife
everything I want dies
I clench to my cries
and you remain
in me the same
then you’ll die
and next to my relic of love you’ll lie
just in time
for when there?s no time