Pain and Soft Sheets

once again- the pain has saturated my body

I writhe in my bed day and night and cry out for mercy!

I’m left to pull at my flesh in desperation

from afar all you see is my saddened face

and a body wrapped up in blanket

whose secrets of an agonizing life

are kept by threats of more torment by its keeper. 

someday I will be free

and when I am 

I will not waste that freedom on 

vengeance

I will run

without pain

and I will roll around on this bed in ecstasy not agony 

my memory will only hold the thought of that moment when my soft sheets are what I feel the most on naked flesh.