This Pain
Locked behind a smile,
this pain is twisting me,
a decrepit lump in my tattered heart.
Concealed by guile,
this pain is haunting me,
phantom torture tearing me apart.
You know my love,
but do you know my anguish?
Do you know the feelings buried deep inside?
No.
So stab me!
Cut me!
Get my emotions leaking like my jugular!
A cry for help,
a plea for purging,
drain me, and find out what underlies.
You can't expect,
to know me,
without reaching in,
pull the demons out of my mind,
play exorcist,
and cleanse me,
before I curl up in a ball and die.
by
SinnerIndeedposted on 04/02/2008
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and i know the taste of how that feels too so your not alone.. very well written
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