A Different Kind of Pain




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~ P A I N ~ A lil' something different... Enjoy :)

A Different Kind of Pain

It's not often I break down

It's not often I break down but when I do

It's not often I break down but when I do it comes in waves.

Somewhere deep in the smallest nooks of my past,

Somewhere deep in the smallest nooks of my past, this is how I felt.

It angers me.

It angers me. Frustrates me.

It angers me. Frustrates me. This thing people call life.

I try to be the perfect person,

I try to be the perfect person, As perfect as can be,

I try to be the perfect person, As perfect as can be, But no matter what I say or do,

I try to be the perfect person, As perfect as can be, But no matter what I say or do, it never matters.

My thoughts and opinions make no difference in the world

My thoughts and opinions make no difference in the world and somedays, I ask myself

My thoughts and opinions make no difference in the world and somedays, I ask myself "If nothing I do will ever change a thing, then why am I still here...?"

I feel ignored and invisible when people pass by me without sparing a glance

I feel ignored and invisible when people pass by me without sparing a glance When those closest to me have finally realized that I'm just a waste of space—

I feel ignored and invisible when people pass by me without sparing a glance When those closest to me have finally realized that I'm just a waste of space— that there's no real reason as to why I'm still alive.

I want to scream.

I want to scream. Set the growing pain inside of me free.

I want to scream. Set the growing pain inside of me free. And I'm shaking, no—

I want to scream. Set the growing pain inside of me free. And I'm shaking, no— trembling in my seat.

I'm tasting the distinct tang of copper on my tongue

I'm tasting the distinct tang of copper on my tongue Clenching my fists

I'm tasting the distinct tang of copper on my tongue Clenching my fists Creating dozens of red-angry crescents in my skin that suddenly feels too bare.

It's anger.

It's anger. Pure anger.

It's anger. Pure anger. A white-hot, searing fury I can't escape.

It pains me to know how vulnerable I am.

It pains me to know how vulnerable I am. How all these emotions I'm feeling are from my own mind and body.

It is not HER inflicting physical pain upon my being.

It is not HER inflicting physical pain upon my being. That I can tolerate.

But the cutting words of bitter disappointment that burrows through and refuses to let go.

But the cutting words of bitter disappointment that burrows through and refuses to let go. That.

THAT is something I can't deal with.

THAT is something I can't deal with. And it hurts.

THAT is something I can't deal with. And it hurts. It hurts so bad.

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