'Pain' Poem by Wicked Jester

Pain,
Someone's pain is another's gain.
Some cause it to feel superior,
Others to make it all go away.
Then there are those that enjoy the pain.
Masochists.
Freaks.
Perverts.
The Depressed.
They all go by different name but,
All crave the same thing.
The need the release,
That can only come from wounds.
Emotional or physical.
The sweet nectar that comes from blissful agony.
Those who taste it are eternally addicted.
Those who show the scars within or on the skin
Are those who have tasted this bitter-sweet nectar.
But be careful.
It can,
And will,
CONSUME YOU.