Tears of blood fill my eyes and fall down my face, the pain is unbareable.
I sit in the darkness allergic to any light, the pain is unbareable.
A chill shoots down my spine and freezes every part of me, the pain is unbareable.
I'm huddled in the fetal possision protecting wounds you cannot see, the pain is unbareable.
My heart keeps beating despite itself, the pain is unbareable.
A thousand thoughts race through my head at once, and all are the same thing, Stop the pain, Stop the Pain, STOP THE PAIN. I focus on the pain. The problem is my heart. How can I stop the pain? I consentrate on my heart, maybe I can will it to stop beating. How do you tell your body to stop functioning? I focus all my energy on my heart, telling it, commanding it, WILLING it to stop. It beating starts to slow. Maybe now the pain will stop. Bumpa. bumpa. bumpa. MY HEART WONT STOP. Why does it refuse to give up? The source of my pain and misery trudges on dragging me with it. Other thoughts float in. I could MAKE it stop. I know more than enough about the human body to make it stop beating in all sorts of ways. To be