“How Can You?”

My pain is excruciating.

How can you laugh?

Tears are running blood.

How can you drink them?

I’m tormented and screaming.

How can you swing the lash?

Memories are cutting me.

How can you hold the razor sword?

Did you once feel this pain?

Did you bleed tears of screaming torment?

Did you once feel those cutting memories?

How can you torment yourself and stir up those ever bleeding tears?