never able to stand <br />quite still enough <br />for pain to seep away <br />just torture <br />and again torture <br />until a moment of mercy <br />descends <br />from <br />somewhere <br />no need to ask <br />why.<br /><br />Charles Chaim Wax<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-heart-twists/
