Feel

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You couldn't feel my pain if I give it to you on a silver plater
For this pain its physical but festers in my mind
I can't help the tear nor can I explain them
I can't help the pain nor can I tell where its coming from
The depression,the anger,the hurt its all there but why
Why must I cry myself to sleep every night
Why must I hurt myself to feel better
Why must I fight this battle alone
You said you would always be there for me where are you now
You said I would always have a shoulder to cry on well I'm crying but no ones here.

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