Hurting
Scraping at my door,
the door inside my head.
The screams that put me into the state of terrorized,
Yes, those screams of family.
Piercing my heart with sadness.
Laughing at my pain like they do all the time.
Blood...
Dripping, covering my floor,
Can’t feel the pain of my cuts,
I weep in secret,
Barely breathing,
Asking what song fits this story of my life.
Worst part of all,
Having to pretend like you’re happy,
and nothing is wrong when...
Deep down inside,
you’re shattered,
Lost,
Hurting,
Numb,
and sobbing the saddest story you’ll ever write.
Then come the day you realize you can get out and make a life for yourself.
(2012)
