“Sweet Release”

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Turns up the music, sways to the beat…
Picks up my cane, stands to my feet…
Bitter sweet torment, turns in my soul…
Wanting the release, that my hand now dearly holds…
Wanting the pain, the thin rode holds…
The bless it brings, the smile it molds…
Snap of the cane, felt upon my skin…
Cherishes the moment, let this pain never end…
Turns in place, watch the cane bend…
Feel the sting upon my skin…
Spies the redness, wanting more of it now…
Hear the crack of the cane, and the adrenaline…. WOW!!
Dizzy from my high, the sweet pain of release…
I fall to my feet, and pray in defeat…
The snap of the cane, felt upon my skin…
Always my companion, always my friend…