Hurting - Katie Dey

The nerve pinched in my neck

Is sending needles down my arm

Primary victims left two fingers

Hand half working do no harm

Tiny bleeding stomach shredding

Particles that numb my head

Sometimes what you think will help you

Fucks you up instead

Give me every surgery

I wanna resurrect

Bodies I do not know

People I have not met

Carve out any cartilage

That could lead me to myself

Sometimes pain will fuck you up

And sometimes it can help

Lonely pulsing near convulsing, throbbing innerspace

In my body I’m revolting, folding interlaced

I will train my bones and muscles to do as they’re told

Reconcile all of my sections before I am old

Fool receptors free endorphins block the re-uptake

Sometimes you think pain will help you

But you make mistakes