The Pain
Wondering what the purpose of my life is,
As the dark red drips from my wrist.
The pain it causes can't compare to the pain I'm feeling from within,
The pain of loneliness,
The pain of rejection,
The pain of knowing that the one thing I desire I'll never have to call my own.
I should have never allowed myself to be so open and vulnerable,
I should have known it would only bring me nothing but pain,
My tortured soul still chained in this body that breaths and refuses to die.
My only question is…
WHY?
By: Emeraldvampyre
