Hurt

This poem is about going through the problems in my life and trying to understand them.

Hurt



Tears of joy come and go
Tears of pain start pouring in,
Like the hail on a cold wintery day,
But then comes the flowers,
Blooming on a sunny May day.

Nothing seems to break this ache,
Can't find anything but hate.

A cat chases a mouse
Hate chases me
Fate is what I need,
And it's somewhere in me.

Once again a horrid day,
And I never seem to find my way.

A road to happy is what I need
It's like a hunger,
That I need to feed.

Something inside wants to break free
Are these feelings really me?

People can pressure
Or give a gesture,
But nothing hurts more than voices in your head,
Always telling you to just go ahead
Never knowing what will come,
Makes mistakes constantly happen.

Can't take this anymore,
At least my life isn't a bore.