I Hurt Too
You're mine, but I have no right to you. You're mine, but this isn't living truth. I'm yours, but I don't feel first with you. I'm yours, and I hate the word soon. I don't know what to do with this sad. Flowing from a place that I've never had. Once released, there's only more. I'm crying, I'm dying, my heart is sore. I'm losing. I'm not fighting my war. I've lost me. My soul is weeping, from the core. Sign in to see full entry.