I didn't want us to end up this way,
the typical "boyfriend-girlfriend way" -
where he does her wrong and feels so sorry,
but doesn't have guts to tell the full story.
I hate these lies, they're too much to bare.
Why, how, when, where?
And inside me, my heart once "here"
has been torn out in pieces and piled over "there."
Pain lingers in my mind day and night.
I wish I could stop this constant fight
between myself and all my strung-out thoughts.
Am I right or am I wrong?
Crimson tears, the entire load.
Isn't this how the story goes?
I'm not myself and the tunnel's shady.
Did I let my guard down that easy?
Killing me inside, the truth devours
all that I've ever loved to encounter.
All I could manage to say was "ouch"
when the smart thing to say was "get the hell out..."
There's no profound words to explain it to you,
it fucking hurts,
and what burns is the truth.
Author notes
Every time I try to let "it" out, all of the words come out cliche.
But, maybe it's supposed to be like that.
JinSays- I hope you like it.
A contest entry
- it fucking hurts by JinSays.
2198 points, ended August 17, 34 entries
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Comments
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Brautifully exhibitation of pain and confusion. No more to say. Wonderful!
Sharon
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you say it so well here. it's like awesome style in this too i didnt think it was cliche i thought it was honest and thorough
well time for a new one i would say, one that treats you right 
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I love this write, it's dead on. I couldnt have said it better.
Love,
jin -
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thank you
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