Pain

Today was a painful day,

it hurt the mirth in me,
it trickled tears off me,
it made me make animal sounds,
howling and wailing,
in despair,
in despair,
beyond repair I lay,
to say much and be unheard,
to shout and know I had no voice,
to do much but separated by seas,
excruciating pain I felt,
throbbing in my heart,
paranoia of the unknown,
wanting to peer through a magic glass,
I wiped my tears only for more to fall,
like raindrops but salty,
full of emotions those potions and portions,
Dukkha as Buddha said,
suffering as Christ experienced,
pain people burnt alive felt,
I could feel the flames burn my body,
till I lay senseless,
numb,
staring into an abyss,
an abyss of not knowing what humans are capable of,
I fear not death,
but should you come and take take away someone
without your invite yet,
I shall kill you death,
slash you and death you shall die,
come you will but you should on your will,
not as a knife in another's hand,
nor as vengeance,
if you do,
revenge awaits.