Bent
when I'm bent to the side pain rushing through me and I stare up at you you stare back at me not seeing, not feeling I can't help but laugh as my tears fall slowly and I just want to hurt to hurt more and more til I can't feel at all because it pains me to see you so close yet I can't touch you I can't feel you there I can only hear your voice mocking my longing teasing my soul with song with that bloody voice and those eyes so pure I'm afraid of you so shiny and hard behind that glass so safe hiding away in that box making the world my prison ‘cos I can't get in I'm dying deep inside bent to the side again whilst pain rushes through Written January 2nd, 2002 © on Jan 02 2002 04:49 AM PST 0 • 1
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"when I'm bent to the side..."