I know the sharp blade of hurt piercing my soul,
I know the depths of hate, the dull edge of the knife against my heart,
To be alone is nothing new to me, to stand in a crowded a room and feeling lost.
To hurt so deep within I ache and scream and write my name in blood...
And not be heard!
I scream and curse the Heavens, why must I be so alone...
Why must I be my own worst enemy.
To hurt, is nothing new to me, endless hours of crying,
Countless teardrops falling from my soul,
And yet I search for a smile,
No ! I dare not take yours !
I seek my smile,
I seek a place where I can go and smile and laugh, to learn of love
And what it feels like to not know hurt.
Yes, I know of pain.
~~SRT~~
