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I don’t want this to hurt,
But tell me where I’m attached to the world,
I’ll saw at ‘til I can pull free.
I’m sick of sitting here waiting to leave.
My apathetic smile fools only me,
My scars can only stay so long,
Before numbness sets in.
I’m sorry for not caring.
I’m sorry for not trying.
I’m walking away myself,
So I don’t have to cut myself off later.
I don’t want this to hurt,
But I’m just too proud to say I’m scared.
So tell me where I’m attached to the world,
And I’ll pull until the ties come loose,
Because it’s only a matter of time until the numbness recedes.
I don’t want this to hurt.
I don’t want to break again.
As much as not feeling keeps me empty,
You keep me full to bursting,
And I just don’t want this to hurt.