Love is Lonely

Hidden Pain

Hidden Pain
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Hiding behind the shadow of the blackest of your clothes
Thinking so deep
You get lost
In your own thought
The thought of tender pain eased by the blood oozing out
You can not handle the pain inside
It drives you crazy
It hurts so deep
So much
And they don’t understand
Lost in thought zoning out on the world
Looking at the blade
The blood
Satisfaction at last  
A little happiness
It feels so good
But then you feel the pain in your heart
Once again and THAT MOMENT IS GONE