Tantalizing perdition, barely out of reach
For your fiery torment I yearn
The damned suffer without nuance
In flames; only flames
Comforting in their consistency
Serene in their simplicity
The agony a mindful reprieve
Cooking flesh a catharsis from the hell
Of living.
So dark. Today must be a very bad day.
Today wasn’t so bad. The day this was conceived was near the end of bad day streak.
The idea of physical pain as a reprieve from emotional and mental anguish interests me theoretically as well; it’s why a good many people who self-harm do so – they say the physical pain makes more sense and is easier to manage (as most maladaptive coping strategies tend to be). The irony of the Christian hell being a relief in that context I find somewhat amusing.