I hurt myself today,
Not it any physical way.
Except for maybe not sleeping.
Except for maybe not eating.
But I can't compare, the feeling.
To the pain of the body.

For I know I ache from impulse.
Not in a regretful way.
Because,
I tried to wash a feeling away,
I tired to tie myself to different woman.

And silly me, didn't think.
That I would begin to think,
About how much, it really does stink.
That that woman wasn't you.