I feel no pain, I'm hiding it. And when I show my poems, They release my pain. But it's still there, It always will be. Like he said, He dameged me. I'm hurt forever, So I hide the pain. I wish he'd tell me his true feelings, Whether it be hate, hurt, or maybe love. But he never will, I've given up hope. And that given up hope, Hurts worse. Worse, Then the original pain. So in truth its me who hurts me, With the given up hope. I want to blame it on him, But I can't. I can't blame him, I can't hate him. Cursed with this i am, For I wish I could just hate him. Hate him, And get it over with. But i can't, Even with everything he lacks. Even with his being an asshole, Even with his always acting like an asshole. Now I know what they mean, Love is blind.
i love this real path of feelings you write of how i long to answer these words to learn to live with our selves our hurt and love............... love n peace from saff
