Pain is addictive


Attempted at Acrostic Only. The prompt is Pain Is Addictive.

This is about Self-Injury. The less I say about it, the better it is. However, I found this first hand experience about it and it does speak volumes of it.








Part of me, it is now.
An indestructible part,
Indifferent, I have become,
Nonetheless, to your presence.

I am no longer me.
Slave to pain, the feeling of being alive.

Alive from the passive death.
Death, the slow death from the pain
Death, unlike the death of my happiness.
It is not unlike the blood flowing from a
Cut on my arm. Painful. But
Therapeutic. It screams aloud,
"I'm alive!" Unlike my broken heart
Veins throb. I revel in 
Elixir of life: Pain.

15 comments:

  the pink orchid

29 March 2009 at 21:37

:( so painful :(

  mysterious gal

29 March 2009 at 22:07

Gosh that was beauty in pain :-(
made me remember my best friend back in college who had suicidal tendencies .....and i know how i had stopped him from committing suicide two times ....it was freaking, saddening and so helpless....i never understood how can ppl be so depressing...but i know it now how life becomes so difficult that u want it to cease but these facing them only make one strong

However saddening but still i loved ur play of words...

  Pretty Me!!

29 March 2009 at 23:09

Dearie .. u gave a new destination to pain !! lovely !!! n i do feel sad for people not just having suicidal tendencies but also eing hopelessly in pain over hurt and long lost things ..

  Amias

30 March 2009 at 17:14

RV, this is deep. Oh my goodness I have seen this pain before. My friend who committed suicide last year was a cutter.

Of course there is beauty in everything, even pain .. but there is also destruction.

You captured the prompt, and made it sting with pain. Bravo!

By the way, you forgot to link this to the site .. please do so.

  Chronicwriter

30 March 2009 at 21:35

jam in her hand knife too.. did she eat bread?

i liked that garter...
nice black one...

was she playing holi..
?

good one rash

www.chronicwriter.com

  Maverick

30 March 2009 at 21:38

Hmmmmmm! Apt description of Pain in ur unconventional and effective style! Excellent as always!

  Satans Darling™

30 March 2009 at 23:23

I am so sorry Rashi!

How did I miss this beautiful piece of poetry!

Now I get punished, I get to comment late :(

Lovely, lovely work :)

I say this every single time!

  Rohan

30 March 2009 at 23:53

Woah..!!

Carrom Ramvanu, Juice Pivanu, Gchat karvanu, Majja ni life..!!

Gave a new meaning to the word pain!!

And slow death ma aapde nai marvanu...bijaane maarvanu :P

Cheers

  Winnie the poohi

31 March 2009 at 04:17

Oh my! somehow.. we both ended our poem with the same line.. elixir of life..

*same pinch*

  !nversed Poignancy!

31 March 2009 at 06:38

Awesome!, loved the way you've modeled your think pad on this..
Great thoughts!

  Nave

31 March 2009 at 13:02

DARK!!! You did good with this Rashi :)

  americanising desi

1 April 2009 at 00:20

i feel the pleasure of pain. great attempt!

  Maggie

3 April 2009 at 21:16

You did justice to the theme of the prompt and I could well see the addiction of pain in this piece.

  Kartz

7 April 2009 at 14:12

Macabre! Period.

Peace. Have a nice day.

  Live life like there is no tomorrow.....

11 April 2009 at 11:58

nice lines well written...