Jenny's Pain
Both parents living,
Nine brothers and sisters,
a lot of 'Acquaintances',
and a few friends....
I realise that I have no one I can talk to...
I need to talk to someone, even empty cyber space...
I need to talk, but I can't, not really....
I don't know how... I've walled myself up...
I hurt her, I hurt her a lot...
All the time... Every Time...
Through my insensitivity, through mood swings,
I was even able to hurt her by caring,
by making her happy!
The longer I was with her the more pain I caused....
I had to release her...
To twist the knife in her once more,
through my own breast, and tell her it is over...
She had been through so much, been hurt so badly,
All I could do to help, was to increase the pain
and let her go...
Is it true? You can tell how much you care
by the amount of pain your willing to inflict?
I pray it wasn't for nothing,
but I hope it was in vain...
She asked me to write,
she Begged me to create...
Only through Pain are the words there to play...
Love pains, pain brings words...
I loved her so that I could please her,
to write for her...