HORROR Poem: Pain, by Arie Loggins

Crumble my bones
Dry out my lungs
Force moisture from my eyes
Make me scream before my demise

Take who I love
Take who I hate
Take the only joy
And make me gasp for air at their wake

Make it hurt to breathe
Make it hard to stand
Make me look in the mirror and not remember who I am

Make the night when I thrive
But also when I try to die
Make the day when I’m gone
But also when my mind has no tone

Give me peace when it’s vile
Give me agony when watching the golden sun dial

Teach me to find home in blood
And teach me to find fear in love

Make it hurt.