I never had a mother to tell me not to talk with strangers. I would give anything to go back and change the fact I talked to Jera. To undo whatever I had done to deserve this, to never go back to that damned carousel. His touch was the definition of pain, it had tricked me tricked my weak mind into it.
I wished somebody, anybody had warned me about talking to strangers, about trusting a stranger, because now I was a victim of a stranger. One who got pleasure from causing me pain, he didn’t need to break skin, Jera had no need for blood, he did however just need touch me and it would drop me to my knees.
There was nothing sexual about it, just pain.
My pain.
He had transformed my world, pain, his touch was pain. Every touch was painful because of him and his sadistic unbearable forced deal. My world revolved around pain, that word was my universe. I wasn’t allowed to cry or scream, the pain would escalate, I couldn’t speak unless ordered to, and any and all free time was spent in my own personal hell of pain.
That’s what Jera was what he loved and cherished, my pain, others pain. He was pain in a body. I had been so unlucky as to catch his attention. Now he would spread fear, pain, desperation and hollowness inside of me. I hadn’t seen daylight in a week at least. I was a prisoner and he was my interrogator.
Pain allows us to live
in its absence we float
Neither here nor gone
The pain courses through out veins
Brings colour to our eyes and Tears
Down our cheeks
Movement brought on by pain
Countered by bone jarring pleasure
a frigid cold is blistering in heat
All circulates the only pain
The thing we fear,
embrace and run from.
Of the same creed
Shared in the same body
in the same heart beat.
Without one the other cannot exist.
Two sides of a coin.
Pain is fear, pain is pleasure, pain is living.
When you cease to feel pain you cease to know you’re alive.
Your beating heart is but a timer,
when it stops you feel pain,
when you don’t breath you feel pain.
To embrace the pain is to embrace the struggle it is to live.
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