It hurts so much, I can't believe these thoughts are running through my head: I want to slit myself on my arm to compare whether it hurts more externally or internally. Perhaps it the tearing of my skin does hurt more, I would for a moment forget about the pain that is inside.
This pain that is within me is like waves in a well. It seems to be no visible end to it. And it surges again and again and crashes against the dry deep walls of the well. It gains momentum at the most unexpected time - crash! Just when I thought that that was the peak of the pain, and just when it dies down, another crash. Harder and higher than the one before.
Making things worse; Curiosity which explores, saw things which were most probably neutral. Instead correlations out of irrational paranoia are made.
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