I am at peace with my pain
I feel the flames
and I no longer mind the burning
They cook my skin
sizzling
smoking
And I do not mind
I feel the holes burned in my body
And I do not mind
They are just there
A part of me in the same way that my nose sits on my face
Or my tongue lives in my mouth
I have stopped fighting
And I feel at peace
I know this poem may come off as dark, but I think it actually demonstrates my strength, and how far I've come.