Writing Prompt

“Are you ready, sweetheart?”

I nod, a favoring ‘yes’.

“Are you sure?  Cause baby, this is going to hurt,” said the handsome, dark-eyed Carney-guy holding the electric red switch.

“Okay.  Everybody, back up!”  He yells with disgust; spitting in the direction of the growing, onlooking, sadistic crowd.

Dangling exposed, restrained, in a hypogea world where pain is optional; it doesn’t phase m...

silence is boring

peace is a bore

quiet is strange

I want something more

I turn on pain sensors

to experience the world

in its entirety

stepping on a sharp twig

a small mosquito bite

tripping up the staircase

accidentally biting my tongue

pain is terrible

pain is cruel

pain is undesirable

prying open my chest

tearing out my heart

performing experiments

stitching it back up

pain is sad

pain ...

I slink through the alleyway, trying to blend in with the shadows.

The small nook is crowded and has a lingering smell of urine and cigarette smoke. Yes, it’s disgusting, but it’s secluded.

I take my hood off and walk towards the town square of Amethyst Hall. The fountain is cracked and mossy, and the water is dirty, long infected with bacteria and diseases. I take a seat on the shattered marble...

you don’t have to feel pain

at least, not in your heart

you can save yourself

from being torn apart

from feeling a piercing, everlasting pain

from heartbreak

he can’t break your heart

if it’s not his

he can’t break your heart

if you don’t show it to him

he can’t break your heart

if you don’t let him in

all the hurt

the lingering pain

the endless tears

would be spared

if you just

forgot about h...

I was reading a book and somebody mentioned pain.

What it felt like was a mystery for weeks have these inhibitors that stop people from feeling pain. We are told and it’s civilised not feel pain or suffering.

What is the sensation of pain. I ran tripped over my knee was bleeding buyt I felt nothing and I wax make to walk up the nearest hospital to get myself healed.

Some pain was essential like hu...

In Montraye, everyone has a button on the back of their neck that turns on pain. But only if they want to.

Most people turn it on when they’re in the middle of a terrible traumatic event that scares them and keeps them from ever pressing that button again.

People have been led to believe that pain makes you weak. I disagree.

You may think that the absence of pain means we live in paradise. It does...

Though people have called me insane and damaged, I have always been at a loss of emotion and feeling, never happy just content, never sad just tired. So, unlike most, i willingly accept the fire of pain till it too goes numb, then ill move on to the next; never really feeling.

But this time was different, this time i felt the rejection, as if a blade struck me in the chest, carving its mark in m...

Pain is all I wanted. I wanted to feel something. No one was going to give me the opposite.

Love. I suppose love is all I wanted. I just wasn’t going to get it.

So i sought out pain. I knew it would give me a perspective on life.

Maybe I just wanted a change. Pain would do that for me.

Pain and love do seem like similar things though. I thought you would give me love and all I ended up with is pa...

If pain were optional. I would choose not to feel this way....

Hedonism

Pessimistic enjoyment of

Beautiful things to toy with

Warped ideals, bountiful appeals

To a great cause somewhere beyond

Somewhere entirely close

Rooted at the center

Gravity never bends to weather

Whether the weight is a feather

Better is on a jagged path

Worse is a flowered prance

One promising wilt

With a lack of water, change

One returning to dust

to promise it won’t stay th...