when you pinch me br i thank you br i feel the pain and it assures me br i am alive br br when you say the words too unkind br i reflect and the words confront me like a flood br rushing inside my throat br and i grapple with my hands holding upon life br i am drowning br but not calling for any help br i rise as a survivor br my lungs stronger than before br br when you left me br i thought the pain is like an earthquake br intensity 12 br i am shaken and some parts of me fell br i thought i am buried on the chasm of extreme loneliness br they say i am beyond recovery br all pieces gone br but i pick them all and piece them all together br torn but not destroyed br i am back as a piece of art br br when you come back br you ask me who i am br i told you another name br i am the masochist reconstructed br br i was once your lover br and i thank you for everythingbr br RIC S.