Paper Cut Eyes

Pain

Pain

There are as many tipes of pain,

as leaves on a tree.

They come in different colours and tastes,

beyond what we can see.

There's a certain type of pain,

it goes a little like this:

it makes your heart skip a beat and sink just like a ship.

It tastes a lot like glass,

sharp and cold as rain.

Yet there is another,

dare I say.

A tipe of pain that, with hearts will play.

It's a dull red ache,

thick as blood and heavy as stone.

But worst of all, was kept for last.

A deep black pain.

That comes with a mask.

It tastes like dust.

Alone and lost.

For so long, you've tried to break free.

You know you need something,

but what can it be?