my pain
Pain
Some people hate it
Avoid it heavily
Others enjoy it
Seek it out
I myself am the latter
Physical pain
I can control
Can choose when it happens
The opposite of emotional
The pain that’s inside me
That i really don’t like
I just got used to it
I accept it as part of me
As who i am
Alex Wolf
The fucked up mess
Alex Wolf
The disappointment
Alex Wolf
The suicidal boy
Alex Wolf
Body covered in red
“Sorry for the mess”
The note will say
“Good riddance”
The people will say
This poem is about:
Me