The Ultimate Painkiller Poem by Jeremy Willson

Why does everything have to hurt?
Worked out too hard, biceps about to burst
Punched a wall, knuckles are ripped and bleeding
Heartache, wandering in lifeless thought
How could my brain not pop from thinking 'If...and then what? '
Everything, everything just has to hurt
Life does, and you know that it truly is the worst
Contemplating, if endless sleep is painless
No more things like: depression, anxiety, or stress
No more, just keep moving on, no more going to my good times-dealer
Cause only Death my friend, is the ultimate painkiller