01 March 2010

Cross the River

I don't want to hurt
I don't want you to hurt
I want to hurt you
for hurting me
Having naught hurts more
than the pain of not knowing
The depth of which I have you
Numbness is overwhelming
Shallow breathing burns
crush me like a can of soda
I crumple to the sides
In and out of myself
The emptiness is filled
by a shorter distance
the chasm of half a nation
It's not close enough to conquer
Only for the long run
Not worth the effort
of rescuing
from the hurt
we can't help but cause.

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