The shit I’ve been through,
All the shit that I’ve done,
I’ve fucked things up,
And been fucked up for what?
For agony never-ending,
For torture and pain,
So I can learn from,
The mistakes that I’ve made.
What if I don’t care,
I’ve already learned.
When will the pain stop,
Why am I still concerned?
I have learned a lot,
Through all of the hurt,
But yet more comes on,
And I must be alert
Like a moth to the flame
Burned by your fire,
If I don’t let this go,
Will the pain just get higher?
Yes, doesn’t it always,
Will it ever not,
Tear up my insides,
When I give all I’ve got.
I have no clue,
I just don’t know,
What I should do;
What this life is for.
I know that there must
Be some end to the pain,
But it is nowhere in sight,
What more can I gain.
I know all I need,
The torture must end,
Because with this torture,
I would rather be dead.