You saw me even before I saw myself,
hiding between the light and the dark.
You claimed me while setting me free,
free from my past, free from my future.
You collared me so I wouldn’t walk
around the world naked anymore.
You own me because it was unstoppable,
it was written as unimaginable as it sounds.
You bound me to the ground
as our magic travels over the sky.
You run me since I am your Pain Doll
and I’m at your command.
You dress me taking away the stress
since you stubbornly know better.
You gift me every day with sweet pain
that brings pleasure and peace.
You paint me as I am your canvas,
your blank page, your work of art.
You named me, you make me be
everyday, every smile, every tear,
every piece of happiness or frustration.
And I am yours, your unique Pain Flower
for as long as you have me.