Pain.

                                                What is pain?

                                    When you cut your finger?

                                                When you bang your toe?

                                                Is that pain?

                                                Pain.

                                    Is it when you feel your insides will explode?

                                                When there are so many thoughts scrambled

                                                in your brain you can’t remember your

                                                name

                                    When you wake up drenched in sweat

                                                from you don’t know what.

                                                When you are cut you get stitches.

                                                When you are bruised you get sympathy.

                                    When you are scraped you get a bandage.

                                                When you are screaming from inside pain

                                                you get told to be quiet.

                                                When you talk of inside pain you get

                                    “don’t live in the past.”

                                                When you hurt yourself to let out inner

                                                pain you are called crazy, insane.

                                                When you do violate unspeakable things

                                    to your body you get shame.

                                                Pain – Please See.

                                                Please – Help.                       

                                                                                    Karen

Taken from The Cutting Edge archives