Why do people inflict pain on others?
Such a wondrous thing
for me really.
I ponder this everyday
of the week.
For I have been hurt...
For I have been long
forgotten in the pain...
Others inflict pain on me...
Whether it's a weapon,
Or just plain words...
It still hurts,
Let's start on
abusive words for
they hurt the most,
Like an open wound being,
Ripped open over and
over again...
Although no one knows
what I am feeling...
For I always hide my
facial expressions...
Hide it with a curtain over my face...
For I don't want people
knowing what I am feeling.
Now let's move onto
physical for that also hurts.
Knifes that drive into my skin...
The metal burning like
setting fire to my heart...
The blood pouring out as
I fall to the ground and scream...
I cry as I feel my life fade away...
Or so it seems...
Then I awake in a hospital
tubs running in,
All over my body...
Whether you cause the pain or
just mentioned it,
It still hurts...
And I wish it would just go away.