Hurt


If anyone ever knew
The pain I have inside
Or the things i've thought to do
To make me not feel as though i've died.

My minds beginning to crumble
For my soul, it smolders
Leaving me only to mumble
And my stomach full of boulders.

I feel barely alive
As I remember the hurt
To you it feels like a stabbing knife
To which my heart is covered over with dirt.

Will it ever go away
Or get any easier
For I hope one day
I am a little less queasier

One day my soul
Will relax and be still
As the massive empty hole
Begins to fill.

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