My Suffering

There's absolutely nothing in this world that can be gained,

when you're lying flat on your back drenched in such evil pain,

It's all I can do in my power to wait this excruciating day out,

though wishing at times that my death will come about,

I slip into my weathered womb that's engulfed inside my head,

as I escape only for a minute, while I remain upon my bed,

I feel like a helpless child when the pain is raining down,

but I dream in velvet clouds while my soul continues to drown,

I HATE this pain, I despise this torture, and I curse my suffering,

because of all this, my physical body becomes my own worst enemy,

I'm aching to my blackened core, yet in spite, I'll shed my skin,

for if I just make it through tonight, maybe tomorrow, life begins.