the pain i felt
had always been translated into
silent seconds spent
watching my own blood spill over

the pain I feel
is translated into
silent minutes spent
watching as my hand trembles anxiously
to release any toxic feelings
onto a sheet of paper that'll soon be disposed of

the pain I will feel
will translate into
silent hours spent
hearing my insides rattle
and
experiencing my whole world becoming
blurred
from the lack of dryness in my eyes.

the pain I have felt
has made me feel weak

the pain I feel
has made me feel strong

the pain I will feel
will make me
weak,
strong and
tired.