I'm new so if these suck give me a break

Ashamed of weakness caused by this pain, I cry in the night to keep it at bay.
Tossing in bed it rips my heart away,
I cry in the night waiting for day.
Until I am found time is driven away, because I cry through the night to hide from the day.
Light has come to me this day I cried in the night for I was ashamed.
Luke 5:8

It's death by a thousand cuts, quickly slicing, but the pain continues, as new blood falls the stinging of the last prolonged through the next, when will it end? Growing more intense as the time ticks on, as the blade eats through the flesh it's not so bad at first, but the multiplying pain rushes forward, stealing all moments of peace as the only thing on your mind, as if ripping life itself one cut at a time.
Awaiting an answer the suspense can kill slowly but surely... through this pain although metaphorical my only thought is this can take the soul, stealing all from within man