THE LIE

It is a strange, sad quirk

of human nature

that we must pick at a wound

to see if it still bleeds,

As though fresh blood

will prove that it is not over,

really over.

So, we inflict

wound upon wound

hurting ourselves again and again—

Pretending to be tempering

a stoic core

which pain can never again sear.

While in reality we cry:

I bleed! See? It is not over

(Please, it can’t be over),

Not…really…over.

#Depression #Delusion #Self-torture #Suffering