I do not know why
Why I hurt this much?
Every day!
I hurt so much
The worse thing?
That hurts more,
More than the hurting it self?
The fact that I don't know.
I don't know why!
I wish I new
So I could make it stop...
I would stop the ache
If I new what cause it!
If I only new what...
Why I bleed this much..
Some days are worse
There are days that
I just wanna lie down
And crowl in a cocoon
Never see the light of day again
But also there are better days
Days where living
Isn't the worse thing
That my ache is just a sign
A signature of life it self
Something that keeps me
Keeps from dying
My ache hurts
But also
Keeps me alive
But in the and
Each and every day
I just want it to end
The hurting
The bleeding
The ache