Some can imagine the feelings that come through the pain

Some may even find themselves able to grasp it and reenact it if necessary

However nothing is more unforgettable than the slow agonizing feeling as it creeps into your life

A feeling of distance from everything around you

Making you reach to the nearest wall just to keep yourself from falling into an oblivion

And the saddening part is that in this pain induced struggle to stay afloat that wall isn’t even there

No its just a piece of material beneath your finger tips

Foreign and strange bringing no comfort at all but that’s not the most damaging part

No

The true pain comes from within yourself

A moment of agony as you sit in silence

It tears into your flesh eating away at your soul poking and stabbing every aching piece of skin

This is hurt

The feeling of a silent scream slowly building in your chest as if a force were pushing in on you

Sadly, those screams are never heard they only keep building till it becomes too much to bear

The staring you feel around you as if everyone can see your beaten heart

Funny how they don’t care isn’t it

That feeling it follows you it turns everything inside you into hatred and the saddest part is that hatred

That mind numbing heart wrenching hatred is all directed at yourself

What did I do wrong? What can I change? Who can I love? Where will I go?

They race

Why am I awful? Why can’t I care? Why can’t they stay?

They will never stop

What should I have said? Should I give up? Can I trust?

And this is what hurt is

This hurt

This pain this unnerving pain

This is what lies behind that sigh from the girl in the corner on her computer

This is her cry….