The hurt is here
It never ends
Its always been here
My only friend
Its always with me
Where ever I go
Telling me things
I don't want to know
Why won't it stop
Why won't it just leave
Why am I tortured
Why can't I be free
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hurt is part of living, it is when we are cut that we realized being alive! Through pain, we become sensitive to our environment.... use it to an advantage! A 10.