Being In The Pit Of Dispair
What is pain? What do you call it?
My definition of pain is The Pit Of Dispair.
As you fall down that Spiral.
The Spiral of misery and the beginning of pain.
This spiral is a long fall downward to your hell
Something that feels as if your dying within.
So slow is your death as you fall.
You see everyone fade from you.
As you fall they're shapes turn into lifeless shadows.
They call out for you as they lose you.
Falling further and further from they're reach
to the Cold bloody hands of pain.
It pierces your heart with that long ragged rusty blade.
It tears and tatters you that blade of thought.
The cold cuts your skin as the glass rain falls.
Everything cuts your heart ripping you apart.
Sending meaningless tears to your eye.
Endless screams of pain rip through your throat.
The ravenous wolves continue at the remains of your heart.
Your pain worse then that of hell worse then that of all your nightmares.
All that pain of the dark forest leaves you cringing.
Reaching out for warmth but catching glass shards and razors.
Watching the blood in your hands pour.
Feeling everything that makes you the person you are fall apart.
Every bit of you wasting away, your heart growing cold.
No love... no love... Nothing but the blackness and pain.
Nothing left before your eyes but the memories.
Every single mistake, rejection, and hellish thought comes to mind.
That's all you see not just the pain of this single thing.
Everything that pushed you inches closer to that edge to the brink of the spiral.
To the edge of your sanity.
In this place of pain all is lost.
That is what I call pain. A true meaning from one who has suffered this hell.
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