Fracturing The Psyche of Nothing

Fracturing The Psyche of Nothing




If you hurt,
Then you live.
Pain
Is nature’s way
Of letting you know you are
Alive.
You must survive
To feel hurt.
Dead men tell no tales
Because dead men feel no pleasure,
No pain,
No sun and no rain.

If I hurt,
Then I live.
Because I live,
I will hurt.
It is the cycle of those
Who know and who lose
Love.
To love,
You must die inside,
Surrender to the eventual pain,
And thus, live.

She came,
She left,
First I laughed but
Since then I’ve wept.
Tears in a bottle,
Bottle to my lips,
Lips cry out to the heavens,
And the heavens fall silent on me.
So it is,
And so it must be;
I must live through the pain
To be free.
I hurt,
Therefore I know that I am still alive,
No matter how much removed
From life I feel,
No matter how I wish I were dead
To escape the never-ending pain
That lets me know that I still live.



August 11th, 2009