PAIN

Why does it feel like it's hard to love me?

Why do the thoughts in my head feel so damaging?

Why is it difficult for me to be happy?

Because my demons won't let me.

I feel my life draining away every time they touch me,

I feel my soul crumble every time they haunt me,

And I ask myself

Why won't anybody love me?

They come in the night like the grim reaper,

Seeing me only as a feeder,

But it runs deeper

Than those little figures in the corner.

My hands shake every night,

My eyes break every time,

When will it end?

Seems like it'll last for a lifetime