Today's poem 1-25-12 "hurt"

Its dull

It's in the pit of my stomach
like so many starving rats
It gnaws
Feasting on the emptiness inside
Polluting the deepest part of me

Its sharp
It's piercing through my heart
like daggers cast across the room
Shredding the pieces of my love
Tearing the very core of me

Its hot
It's fire consumes my whole being
like a cocktail of acrid chemicals
It burns
Enveloping the entirety of my body
Boiling every inch of my flesh

It's cold
Its replacing my soul
like a stony mineral deposit
It hardens
Shearing emotions from within
Fortifying my empty hollow