sometimes, when there is nothing -
something that I am used to -
I hide the dark feelings of pain.

a pain that shouldn't even be evident.
I hold myself back from a struggle
that bides time like my heart bides
feeling.

now, I want the pain to go away.
it will take off from the pedestal
that I have placed it on and fly.

since I'm giving it no time to care
or argue, it does what it is told.

"GOODBYE LITTLE PAIN WHICH DEVOURS MY SOUL!"

it frowns and cowers and roams
in the opposite direction.

happily, I skip away holding my
bloody heart in my hands,
cackling like a rooster in heat.