Pain 🗣 Poem by Stacy Dinmaa

Time and Time take me back to the drill of those wet, bruised, deep, bitter, angry, choked, cruel emotions!
take me please….
Blur enough to cast imaginary broken pieces of an aftermath!
Driven to drain fresh memories of a sad bitter truth of why's and moments undefined! So lame it could be denied….
If only it wasn't defined. Then it could be defiled….
Defiled like the scale and fear of the Broken! Helpless and Shattered!
Enraged with moments of Silence!
Pure dread silence, silence of a heart racing deplore, silence of words uttered by the rise and fall of crumbs and drums!
Take me back to the days where I sought pain as a delusion! Where I felt whirled to a darkness that consumed me!
Please take me…
To the days where I embraced my tale of flames! Burning in ache I was burnt, So I lit a match ablaze!