It Hurts
Emotions toyed with
to the point of
breaking down.
I want to run
to the darkest
of the shadows,
to never be found.
I want to hide my face
in shame and sorrow.
To drown in my tears.
I never want the daylight
to shine upon my skin.
My flesh is cold,
crawling with despair.
Hurt runs through my veins,
taking over my blood.
It hurts to move or breathe.
It hurts just to see.
It hurts knowing
how little is
cared about me.
