Pain
Pain is feeling empty.
Pain is feeling abandoned.
Pain is feeling you have no friends.
Pain is feeling no one cares.
Pain is feeling you don't belong here.
Pain is never knowing where to turn.
Pain is cutting and watching the trickles,
Of blood fall to the ground.
Pain is watching everything turn red,
As the blood colors the water.
Pain is like death.
Death is being empty, inside.
Pain is feeling empty, inside.
I wrote this my freshman year of High School, because I had a friend that was
going through depression and she started cutting and all the pain I saw her
carrying around with her it just broke my heart.
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