Sinking into the carridge
That grinds her bones
Mind on repeat…
NO PAIN NO PAIN NO PAIN
A game she likes to play
Why has the sky gone grey, gone away?
“if you close your eyes for a bit it feels like were on a fairground ride”
Aside- from the torture
Get me off!
Masked, i hide something more than chronic pain
Destranged a body
Pills maintain this insanity
She breathes out air hoping it will save her
Eyes glazed- Sinking in, its overwhelming
Head bobbing. Up, down, up, down
The stillness falters with every movement
Lost control= The battle feild im thrown around in
Pounding places unexplaining
This defraiming picture
Calms found=almost in a pain patch
This wiggle is obseen
PAIN, NO PAIN
I see your waking silent scream
With every verterbrate to grind
On this ride
Imobile is the way she copes
The scope unchartable
An endless well
-Have i really been such a bad person?
To deserve this?
I miss- my fingers and toes not dying
Every second no lying to myself
Strength now is a question
When will this ride end?