Pounding PainMy heart feels like it is being tornby unknown hands.I don't know where they are,or where they cam from,but their grip is stronger than steel.Every tiny detail sends theminto a frenzyand they pull harder,stretch farther,until shred by shredthere is only muscle strands leftlying on my aching diaphragm.So I keep walking,pounding out the pain I feel in my torsothrough my feetonto whatever terrain is beneath me.I only stop until it feels like the last shredhas been pulledand there is nothing left to be tortured.