Pain

See the pain you put me through.

How can you understand?

How can you understand

The pain you put me through

On a daily basis,

Unconcerned with my safety

And more concerned with getting off.

How can I make you understand

That I hurt deep down,

My body aches every moment

That I am with you,

There is nothing sweet about you,

Only the taste of sulfur.

How can I make you understand,

How can you understand

What pain is, when all you do

Is inflict lashes against my bare body.

How can I make you understand

That we no longer exist in the realm

Of affection and tolerance,

That you now must remain away,

Unless you wish to sleep behind,

Metal rods and suffer the same way

That I had to suffer.

Maybe a rod against your will

Will be enough to make you

Understand the pain I felt.

Free

I want to be free

From the shackles that bind

My identity beneath the skin,

Trapped to the soul,

Stuck behind a mask.

I look in the mirror

And do not recognize

Who is looking back at me.

I want to be free

From the shackles that bind

My identity beneath the skin,

Free to live free from the mask

I live lies behind.

Up There

It floated up there,

Nothing big and nothing small,

Floating up above my head,

It’s sharp gaze looking down

Into somber eyes,

Hollow eyes with nothing

Left to offer.

Up there it floated,

Looking into somber eyes

With patience and empathy,

Waiting for faith and hope

To be restored to hollow eyes.

Up there it floated above,

With no hurry or worry,

It waited above, looking below.