The chain(I sink)just lost a link
               (I sink)beneath the rising tide
               (I sink)in heartbeats or a blink
               (I drown)inside
  a world of hurt,
  a breath of hurt,
  a cry of hurt galore;
I paid a penny for my hurt,
  splendid hurt
    (what's more).
Hurts combine to end me
          (though a thousand hearts defend me).

Duct tape will mend a hurting heart,
               I think.
A sea of hurt - I forget where I should start.
                I sink.