I have no heart but it still hurts.

Right there.
Yes that’s it,
Just on the left of the middle of my chest.
It’s that pain again.
Back to haunt me like it always does.
It makes me feel sick.
I don’t like it.

I have no heart, that’s what I’ve I been told.
But it still hurts.
So bad.
Like a needle being pushed slowly into you.
But you can’t get it out.
It stays no matter what you do.
That type of pain.

Sometimes it crawls up my throat and I feel my eyes watering.
It hurts more when I try to make it stop.
A terrible ache that plagues me constantly.

Ugly sounds always manage to push through the crowd that is my voice.
I hate it.
It’s embarrassing.
I don’t want anyone to hear me like this.
Or see me like this.
They’d laugh.
Then it would hurt more.
I don’t like pain.
Sometimes it scares me.

I want these aches and pains to go away.
But they stay.
Diseases.
Parasites.
Burdens.
I hate them.
It makes me weak.
Like my knees will cave in and I’ll drop into the abyss beneath my feet.
Never retuning again.

I have a heart and it hurts.
I want to rip the needle out.
Cure the diseases.
Pluck out the parasites.
Lift the burdens.
I want all these pains to disappear.
If they don’t,
I will.