Pain: My Silent Killer

The misery, sadness, grief, suffering to maintain composure, it is life’s pain that brings me down this road of self-destruction. To live in this monstrosity, in which my heart aches, to bellow and cower in fear and pain due to the initial purpose that is deprived as LIFE!!!!! The phrase “Live to die and die to live”; the mind states known as “fuck it, I don’t give a fuck, whatever’, I ain’t scared to die, we all got to die someday”; the struggles and sacrifices we make to live up to these angles by which one’s life is a dark as the face of evil, dark as an unlit midnight sky, dark as death’s grip.

It is pain that causes us to resign ones self to hurt and endure such an affliction as we are left to carry on in life to find outlets to get by though the hurt grows drastically. This feeling magnifies to heights that a heart cannot tolerate. So most are left with alternatives such as “I hate my life, I wish I would just die” Creeping inside the mist of the shadows in which I now walk searching for a light. It is pain, my silent killer? Preying on my bruised and shattered psyche. Awaiting the day of my disintegration. It is pain that’s my silent killer.