Ripped out your heart,

Left you to die.

Laughing that they,

Had caused you demise.

But you get up,

Determined to try.

But it hurts doesn't it?

Screaming in your head,

An endless broken plea,

The words build up,

But never are set free.

Trying to get through,

Filled with pain of eternity.

And it hurts doesn't it?

A draft of rain,

Beats down on your face.

The cold cleansing water,

Takes all feeling away.

Eternity never seemed longer,

Than it did today.

And it hurts doesn't it?

Thank you for all the reviews! I always forget to thank people for that. But then I would forget my arm until I felt like I needed it. :P review please, they are made of love!