{"sf1_id":491164,"sf2_id":"ynZj6NRn","title":"Pain","author":"Zealoth","words":185,"posted_at":"2013-01-22T11:17:00.000Z","tags":["Dark","Enduring","Pain","Poetry"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/491164-pain","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ynZj6NRn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/f8/37/f837113c-2a82-464d-8f6d-c9afa48e3218","description":"Bit of poetry that i forgot to upload when i did it over on FA\nInput and opinions are appreciated.","content":"When the pain comes down to bleed you dry  \nall you can do is maintain the will to survive  \nthe hate they spew to bring you down  \nmay feel like nails and glass splitting your brow  \npower drills and saws grinding through your skull  \nthey grin and laugh as they watch, ready to cull  \nmenevolent fingers ready to strike  \nitching malice twitching to shove that pike straight through your soul  \ncurling flames licking beyond control  \neven though your essence is bled completely dry  \nyour soul far too tired to cry\u0026nbsp;  \ntheir thirst will still not be sated  \nyour suffering the only thing they can be equated  \npetty fights and meaningless cause  \nyour blood and pain will be meaning for their applause  \nso stay onboard, grip on tight  \nthe darkness of the shores and the hoplessless of the night does not last forever  \ndoes not extend into eternity, its a passing endevor, their weakness is mortality  \ntheir strength will wane and their resouces will dry, their brain will mold and die  \njust pe patient, let your memory endure as an agent of assured light and good\n\n  \n  \n\n"}