do you ever stop
like the pouring rain

does it ever feel right
without feeling shame

does it ever hurt
like the blood that you bleed

do you ever cry
like the pouring rain

does it ever stop
these things of pain

does it ever hurt
when you pass the blame

do you ever stop
your confusing ways

does it ever stop
these games we play

does it ever hurt
when you die inside

will it ever stop
these feelings inside

if they can’t
I want to die