This life really ain't worth it
When pain and sorrow,
Is all you're gifted with.
A burden on your shoulders it is,
Life for the rest of your life.
But little do we know,
Who are we a burden on.
They say time will heal,
It is the best healer on earth.
Useless though when there is no time.
Pain after pain it is.
One replaces another,
Or shall we say adds on to it,
Until you look back
And ask yourself
Where did i go wrong?
Time didn't heal nothing.
I want to scream.
But who will i scream to?
My head it seems,
Talks to my soul alone.
Though one day,
My soul will be free,
From this torture.
All screams will hit you first.
Your soul,
Then yours.
One after another.
Until you realise what it was like to be me.
It's deep, the pain is.
A deep cut on your heart
That even the best healer can't heal.
Tell me more.
Repeat again.
Time is the best healer.
And again.
All it did was to make it deeper.
Some say days are getting harder.
Night are getting darker.
But what do i say?
Little do you know
What I count in.
If you can name it,
I praise you.
Seconds you call it on a clock.
But what do you call,
The time in which you hear that second?
That tic sound on you clock,
Is what I count in.
There are so many left.
If only you knew.
If only i knew.
If only
Everybody
Knew.