i walk out,
the scent is there...
i wish to go,
but i stayed...
a bar in between,
yet i got the scent...
i struggled,
and ignored...
we reached,
another scent strike me...
it pull me down,
i hide to spill it out...
den i sat,
the scent is here again...
i hold back those coming,
i managed it...
after meal,
the scent is here...
i hit my pain sensor,
to immune my smell sensor...
i pinch and twist,
to stop it trembelling...

it's a long day...
to have the scent of pain...