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A poem on the lonely, pained heart |
| People used to hurt the mind Like a blade to the skin Cutting through Hurts to do and hurts to feel Endless hurt And hurt I do Sitting on the window sill Looking out Seeing all Loneliness lies inside From my heart I call Love inside I try to feel Love for them And me Only emptiness inside Just emptiness I see Dark dark demons Inside me Crawl Thrive on hurt And Give hurt To all Dwell inside me Dwell And feel Feel the hurt And suffer Feel Keep it inside me Keep it Trapped Blanket of secrets In it Wrapped Poisonous venoms In me Seeping Burnt emotions My heart Weeping With each attempt My body Mends Mend it will And Waits To end |