Scared and Alone
Hurt and Broken.
Weak and Pathetic.
In a World filled with Nothing but Pain,
It’s good to know Who and What you are.
Silent sobs heard by No One.
Sorrow so deep.
No Hatred to give
The blood spreads like Body Paint
The Pain spreads like Wild Fire.
A Fire burning everything but the Memories
Until all the remains are Visions of every Touch and Kiss
Until there’s nothing left but the Pain
Pain that rots me away until I’m Nothing
Just a Crumpled up ball in the Floor