It hurts
My soul is tired from the constant wearing of a mask,
It hurts
The brokenness of my mind so obvious to me,
It hurts
This broken mind is so fragile, yet you can’t see that
It hurts
My heart is heavy from the inner screams that can’t escape,
It hurts
The momentary strength fades away as the pain takes over and
It hurts
The laughter from my friends, I decide is about me, and they can’t see that
It hurts
I’ve lost myself in the fear and the chaos, I can’t find myself again and
It hurts
I’m overwhelmed and I’ve forgotten who I am,
It hurts
I’m beaten down, with shame, with fear, with despair
It hurts
This heart is beating, but I don’t want it to be and each time it beats
It hurts
When everything is out of control, nothing is going right
It hurts
The pride I once had in who I am has disappeared and
It hurts
The shadow in which the monsters lurking and is all too familiar to me
It hurts
When even giving up causes pain to you and those around
It hurts
But I must hold out hope for the day when no longer does
It hurt
