Hurt

It hurts.
Close my eyes.
Breath in.
I let it wash over me.
It is a wave I ride.
It is a tsunami and hurricane inside me.
Breath out.
I smile and let myself feel the warmth of the blow.
Savour the pain.
It is just another game.
Another night.
Another me.
Another blow.
Breath in.
It will be over soon.
Forget that it hurts.
You love the pain anyway, right?
You have been in love with that special brand of pain.
You have for eons.
It is immortality in pain when you love the whispered words.
Breath out.
It hurts.