This Excruciation

A poem describing pain.

This Excruciation

 

The tears pour from my eyes

As I lie on the floor.

I curl into a ball

And cover my eyes – now red and sore.

 

I feel the pain

Rush through my spine.

It’s just gotten worse

And worse over time.

 

I rock myself forwards,

And rock myself back.

I can’t help my defences

As they grow weak and crack.

 

My cheeks are rough,

My lips feel strained,

My chest feels empty,

My soul feels pained.

 

That’s nothing to help

Ease the sorrow I feel.

The pain, though so deep,

Still feels slightly unreal.

 

Since when have I ever

Deserved this excruciation?

And so now I shall promise myself

Never to engage in another relation.

Reviews

[Fanciful Goddess]

I love it!! I could feel the pain n sorrow of this person!

[Encore]

Wow, this is really good. It could be a song, considering the well-flowed rhyme scheme.
Great work!