If I cried, would it hurt less?
If I screamed to the top of my lungs,
Would the pain disappear?
Back and forth it's become a norm
Don't I deserve a chance at happiness?
Go through it all over again
Just with different people
And in different forms
Philia, Storge and always returned Ludus and Eros.
The disappointment and disgrace
All could never measure to the suffering
Why is it so easy for you?
Why do I have this heart?
Why trust when you fall for the same trap?
Above all,
Why don't I have the voice,
The strength to screech
Why does even the thought fail me?
All I want is to cut my chest open
And release the tear logged heart caged within