Hurting

How do I make it go away
This awful pain inside
Why do I wait day after day
 When I want to run and hide

From the lies that you tell
As you play your game
Sometimes I feel I'm in hell
And it bears your name

But my heart you hold
In the palm of your hand
A heart that grows cold
Like the snow covered land

They say that with time
The hurt fades away
Like the sun I will climb
To meet a new day

Until the day I do
I will continue to try
To forget about you
And perhaps understand why.

Penned By, Theresa Comeau

Dartmouth, N.S.

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