Pleasures of Pain

Pleasures of Pain

Fools in love
share the same,
sentiment as one
who’s stimulated by pain.

I’m a hopeless romantic,
a full blow addict,
with a craving for love no
matter what it takes to have it.

Can’t get enough, this rush
this touch; conceited attractions,
cutting myself deeper
creating satisfactions.

Modified emotions are
sold for a cheap price;
gaining scars while gambling
love with fixed dice.

This morning;
I woke without you by my side.
Yearning for you…only you…
like oceans falling short of sunlight.

My sorrows are
sort of like eclipsed distress.
Yet fulfilling, I mesh pain with
pleasure and daggers to flesh.

…I want for this forever…

ms. tioko