Pain Untold; Simple Emotion
By: Odyssey2469

Strike…

I feel my body scream in pain,

Strike…

It courses through my hands like needles of ice
I wince, my knuckles now raw, yet still I continue

Strike…

I can feel the cold of the iron with each concussive blow
It is the only thing I feel, I know no other sense
Only this constant numbing, comforting, sting

Strike…

Blood starts to seep out, slowly at first
It mixes with my tears, like oil and water
Together, yet forever apart
Repelling each other in a constant dance

Strike…

I have no joy for anything
I show no sorrow for anyone
I know only this soothing pain,
This empty lonely suffering
I grit my teeth and push forth my hands again

Strike…

Strike…

I stand here alone,
In front of me, a metal beam
My nemesis, My savior
Cold and smooth, undaunting, unwavering
Stained by the blood I have shed before

Without it I would be free of pain
Without it I would have nothing

Only through this sorrow do I feel
I am incapable of anything more
I have no emotion
I locked it all away,
So very far away…

I know what I do is foolish
There is no reward to my actions
Yet it is all I know
I am a shell, hollow to this world
Empty to all who know me
Forgotten even to myself

I feel nothing, no joy, no sadness,
Only through this pain do I know that I survive
With this I know that I still have breath
That I am more then a ghost,
Doomed to watch others live

Even if what I do is only anguish, it is emotion,
Pure hateful, precious emotion,
So desperate I am to live again,
I resort to nothing more then…

Strike…

Strike…

Strike…

Sometimes people do stupid things,
Not because they wish to die;
But because they need to know
If they are still alive…

Odyssey2469