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The Pleasure of Pain by Cree Salvai

I don’t know what hurts more.

The knife slicing my hips

Or the fact I won’t see you tomorrow.

We only had but hours to meet.

 

I don’t know why I feel like this.

I really thought I was okay.

I guess I still just don’t know

How to be sad.

 

I’m in pain all the time.

But it’s not a sharp pain

like the knife.

It’s a dull,

Lasting pain

A pain you think will

Last forever

 

Sometimes I question

Why I don’t just try a little harder

To move on.

But then I think to myself:

 

I’d rather be in pain everyday

Loving you

Than feel nothing at all.