when things hurt

this bad you tighten

up your belt and see

that things always ache

and the very worst you

can observe the fire in

each and every choice

and the limbs you

have will hurt like the

top of a matchstick when

it has been struck but

if I could describe. My

brain it would be a

lava pit rescuing a

big pair of snake fangs

buried deep deep within

most of my thoughts

while the venom

glows through

my eyeball veins

and I love you