Standing atop the hill
The wind, heavy and still
Waiting for the vulture to attack
To tear me into parts
I stand here as prey
Game, for the predator’s play
And I relish the pain
Of every single bite, I sustain
But again the wounds will heal
The jagged edges will anneal
So that you resume your sport
With claws and nails of steel
And the hurt will bleed away
As it does everyday
What is in there, to say
Other than silently pray.
2 comments:
Interesting … Enjoying the pain? Seriously contemplating about the situation(s) that made you pen these thoughts
Well,Dunno if you'll agree.But I feel pain and pleasure are inseperable.You have to go through both at every phase of life. Like a valley for a hill. Sometimes its nice to stand aside as a second person and look at your life,trying to untangle the chords and to find the meaning of this all.
Hopefully Ive driven you crazy by now.Well then,in future, Dont ask ;)
Cos I dont know how to explain.
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