Tears as my Grave


Pain assaults my mind,
A vicious train of thought becoming a physical burden,

Breaking bones,
Burning skin,
Gnawing on my insides.

All I can think is why?
Why God?
What have I done,
To deserve this?

I thought you loved me,
That you cared,
Was it all sick lies?
To comfort my hurt?

By now I’m paper thin,
Dense only to the naked eye,
I’m nothing,
I’m my mind.

I want to see my pain,
How can it not show when it cuts so deep?


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