Pain Stories
My Heart
Once upon a time, I knew my heart.I used to think that My heart Was strength Those muscled walls pump life Through my veins and arteries Without help or direction An Involuntary act of nature Like a whirlwind That I could neither capture nor hold My heart roams free Runs deep Beats from p...
Someone wants to caress You know who Someone wants to guide You know whoSomeone wants to comfort You know who You have always known Who I amYou have always seenWho I amYou have always feltWho I am Our dance may be dancedIf you want meOur song may be sungI...
Love and Hate
It's sad how hateful this world is...Eyes open to the sky, Rain pours down like tears from clouds dark as night like my eyes.Hair is drenched, Clothes are torn, but I am so alive even as I die.Tossed out on the curb, The cold is my only friend, freezing my heart slowing my mind.Voices stop s...
Have you ever felt like you don't belong in this world? I have Have you ever went to bed hoping you didn't wake up in the morning? I have Have you ever had suicidal thoughts that you couldn't get away from? I have Have you ever not known what to do in you...
Life What is life? Why do we live it? What the point? When will everyone be happy? All these questions and more run through my head as I think of my life Is life really worth living? Were all going to die one day anyway. What is our purpose? Do we even ha...
I want to scream at the top of my lungsI want to tell you how I feelI want to hit you so hardThrow things at youI want you to listen to meHear what I have to sayTell you how I feel I am so angryI have so much rage You never listenedI never asked and you n...
Why do people whisper?Is it to whisper sweet nothings in your ear?Sometimes it's hurtful whispersThey want to harm youOther times they whisper, because they think if you hear it will cause you painSome whisper because they have nothing to sayOthers are ru...
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what he suffers
what he suffers everydayThe words just don’t come out. Never knowing what to say. The pain within you pours out,but no one sees it. You write your shame painfully over your body. Memories and painful words Play over like a song. You live like no one can harm you,but you’re just...
inside my mind
a small piece of my feelingsEvery second, every minute and every hour. Day and night dark thoughts consume me. Repeat and repeat the same words. “It’s going be okay. You need to keep everything under control”. Sometimes I lie to myself and pretend it doesn’t hurt and put on a great...
When you're lost and unable to stay, I'll love you, in all different ways.When you're burdened with pain and sorrow,I'll be here for you tomorrow.When you're in that difficult place,I'll wait to see your smiling face.When the pain is too much to bear,I lo...
Piddling With A Hainted Heart
Piddling: [Intransitive verb] to waste; to dawdle or trifle; to piddle the time away. A euphemism.Just because she doesn't cry, Doesn’t mean a thing. What she’s piddling with Is a hainted heart. Sometimes tears Can't cause a river Deep enough for a woman To dip her haint of a heart in --Not when she has lived too long In such a short time. Wha...
So much potential I see inside you I wish that you saw you The way that I do You think you’re a bad ass But really you’re not The man that I see You’ve simply forgot You hide in plain sight From the world that you fear And rarely let others Get very near...
Her life is over
I hope I am never in such a bad place againShe sits on the cold tile floor of the bathroom, naked and alone. She has been betrayed and abandoned, lost and confused. She has tried to climb her way back, to fight through the tears. She is no longer strong enough, no longer whole enough. She is too t...