This pain,
I can feel it
Deep within me
Erupting like a volcano.
It starts in the pit of my stomach
Works its way up to my throat
Through my hands and into my fingers
Down through the knife.
I raise my hand,
I lift my arm.
Blood is such a release from the pain.
It's like a car crash,
You're driving along the road of life
The obstacle rushing up in front of you,
You swerve to miss it.
Spin a donut in the gravel,
Slam on the brakes,
Smell the burning rubber.
Twist the wheel in swift jerk
Turn a one-eighty and acclerate,
Trying to get back on the road.
Instead of hitting pavement,
You slam into a brick wall and shatter to pieces.
Light, police.
Trying to pull you from the twisted rubble,
This rubble is reality.
Everyone trying to pull you back to what is real.
You know that reality you cannot bear.
Thus, you find ways to for release.
You think of ways that you can make the pain go away.
Nothing ever seems to work.
You end up hurting more,
And people wonder why.
You can't sleep at night
For fear of his face.
The pain caused cannot be expressed.
No matter how you try.
No one wants to listen anyway.
They want to make everything "better."
Can they turn back time?
Don't try to fix me!
My heart is too shattered,
My dreams too distant.
I'm drowning,
I'm nothing anymore.
I"m just taking up space in this world.
So what do I do?
Bask in the memory of you?
When this would cause the pain to be so much more?
What do you want me to do?
Did you think what you did to me would go away?
I can't turn back time,
And I can't stop the pain.
Everyone around me tells me to forget about it.
How can I?
What you did was wrong,
You need to pay.
I can't do anything though,
I'm worthless in every sort.
I'm just a speck in the world,
Nothing more.
I"m nothing and no one can save me,
Not anymore,
Because of the things you did.
All I can think of is the memory of your face
And that place,
And that is the worsth thing in the world.