Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Hurt


(PIANO THROUGHOUT)

I hurt myself today
And, it hurt badly
I am glad to know I feel
And, it felt bad

The pain I felt
A gift given to me
By a friend
So close to me

Pain is real
What I feel is real
This will take a while to heal

I’ve had a lonely week
My heart has grown weak
It’s solace that I seek
But...

I try to kill it all
But, I remember it all

(Piano SOLO)

It’s known now that
The one who makes you smile is the one you like
I am not that one, I will make you cry
By telling you things you need to know

This empire of truth
This attire of brutality
You can take, but you do not want it for you
You link the chains to the rusted ones
And, you say that I am not the one

I did not ask for it
So, you gave me what I hadn’t asked for

(WHISPER)
Pain

I cannot repair the things I’ve said
I don’t need to do
‘Cause you don’t realize, you do the same

It is easier to judge me
But, you hurt when you’ve been judged

I will make you cry
But, I will tell you why
I care for you
To be you
Don’t know you’ll ever realize
My feelings for you
As a friend

It shall remain
Although you say the things
That you once said in a different way
You don’t realize
But, I analyze
The truth
The you in them

(Piano BRIDGE)

In the end
The one who holds the mirror
To tell you what you are

In the end
The one who holds the mirror
To tell you what you’ve become

In the end
The one who holds the mirror
To tell you what you can become

Is the one for truly cares
For you

I’ve had a lonely week
My heart has grown weak
It’s solace that I seek
But...

I try to kill it all
But, I remember it all


Photo by Ajey Padival 

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2 responses:

TechnoBabe said...

You are so right. When we are in a bad place emotionally, it is a comfort of sorts to know we do feel pain. It means we are alive.

Snaggle Tooth said...

Here is your pain n anger front n center! The Judgement factor, how could someone choose us in the pain seeing what we are?
(Hey- once I wrote a country song about being "Damaged Goods" like the dented cans in the market...)
I do feel similar sometimes-