The sting is sensational.

The drop of my blood created by a blade.

Who would have known something that cuts you could cure you,

But only for a minute the problem still hangs.

The sway of each one, creates an endless void.

The first initial sting creates daggering pain,

But after a few measly seconds, it creates a sensation of warmth.

Like a bright sunny day before the storm.

My body finally thawed from the initial pain.

Then it happens again,

A pain so strong it crushes my lungs.

I must find relief in the only thing that provides

An addiction no one warns you about.

The sting is sensational.