it hurts

it hurts
when i ignore
the quivering
in my chest

that knows
my need
for something more
than what i can get

it hurts
when i try
to fulfill every want

while pretending
i am less
more
or lost

it hurts
when i fill
this delicate
vessel

with too much
of everything
that leaves me starving
for emptiness

it hurts
when my eyes
refuse to meet
their own gaze

absorbed
by piercing claws
deep inside this head

i fall
i fall

into the hurt
the rage

i am stripped down
into black

for an endless moment
blind

until one warm ray
shows me

i am not this pain
i am not this pain

i am
the blaze

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