everyone has been hurt before
they keep their bruises hidden under their skin coat
nobody stops to think about the bruises under their skin
until the sun sinks below the windowsill
some people have deep gashes covered by their bodies
the knife was driven through but didn't pierce any skin
so why did it hurt so bad?
how come every time they open their eyes they would rather staple them shut then get up and face the day?
Trying to find a way
That will make me feel the same
When i was younger and my mind
Wasn't overhelmed by pain
Emotions are drifting in my head
Trying to forget old wounds in my heart
Make me feel the same
When i was younger happier man.
Sometimes yes it is hard to deal
With things you have
Absolutely no control Over But
It will get over Nothing lasts forever
Nor us
Nor happiness
Nor pain
Whenever I miss you,
It always rains..
Perhaps to help me,
Hide my pain..
Just like you used to,
Pat my back..
Telling me I did ok,
Even if I failed..
It's getting hard,
I want to come back..
I met many people,
But no one like you Dad..
Harper Lee displays a blah blah blah blah blah...
My body hurts.
It hurts.
My head
My body
My mind.
I'm tired
And hungry
But I can't eat
Eating makes me sick.
Can I go home?
No.
No.
NO.
My family will ask
Why?
Pain
Like rust
You confused it for salt
It felt as intense as pleasure
Joy
Like oil
You confused for molasses
It felt like a balm to all your wounds
Love
Like fire
You confused it for candlelight
It felt like you could blow it out
Agitation climbs the rungs of my spine
My legs twisted in all angles
Knees and elbows bend over time
Dig my nails in the ground
As I mourn what was mine
Blood rushing my ears
As I don't make a sound
you taught me that
love can be an
amazing
and beautiful
thing
but you also taught me
that love will keep
you up till midnight
crying softly to yourself,
wondering how much
more pain someone can
endure
The Walls are shedding
They dispose of the lies and tears
The "no's" and the "you can't"s
Everything they've seen
Everything they've been a part of
I wish they could speak up
Because only The Walls know me
They were there for every broken heart
Every time I thought I couldn't go on
I still question even that
The Walls are melting
They can no longer withstand the pain
The pain that I feel everyday
As I struggle to sleep at night
And stay awake during the day
The Walls are gone
I'm walking down the street
Heading to a far away area
Trying to relieve the pain
My tears mixed with the rain
You can't heal something when
You haven't cleansed it fully out.
I felt cleaned and refreshed.
I kept walking down the street
And I didn't give in to the pain.
I wanted to go into the sun
where it was warm and could be warm
inside too, your face is the same and not.
You told me
to the music of the gaunt men playing ball and
the women walking slowly and the monkey hanging from the old tree
You told me
You were born with crooked legs sleeping in braces
and always straight, that later
you couldn't sleep any other way, the blood
the pain
and no climax and no climax, what do you call it
you said
never reaching orgasm.
I thought of the blame of your parents
which is the blame of society
stop asking
and start telling me
that no, I'm not okay.