Pining for You (Poem)

Pining for you is a lingering death
Performed by a seasoned executioner

I awake every morning
Waterlogged
Gasping for each excruciating breath

My heart feels like a marching band
Signaling the surrender of my will to live

As I lay hopeless in my torture bed
Shackled by defeat

The lingchi creeps slowly from the balls of my feet down through my toes
A million tiny cuts spiral up my legs like a shard studded snake

Every thought of you is another slice
Flayed from head to toe

Exposed and discarded
Salt in my wounds