Masochist Essay, Research Paper

Cant explain this internal pain

stripped down worthless

here without a purpose

a mystery yet to come

no time for fun

my head turns

as my stomach burns

awaiting my fate

as my hate will enervate

then come time again

mindlessly driven

wishing for an emend

for this malediction

but somehow it returns in offense

and I?m left without defense

this brackish life

like a gleam upon a knife

everything I want dies

I clench to my cries

and you remain

in me the same

then you’ll die

and next to my relic of love you’ll lie

just in time

for when there?s no time