Pain
was the charcoal cloud
that draped over me
weighing me down
like a wet packing blanket
until I could no longer take another step
dropping to my knees
only to stare at my hands
pressed against the concrete floor
as the cold hard rain
pounded relentlessly over and over
reminding me to stay down
with no sign of hope
punishing myself
A constant suffering
because I had no control of my mind
and I’ll never know why