It Hurts to Hurt the ones that I Hurt

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It Hurts to Hurt the ones that I Hurt. 

 
Why is it done; why must it be? Dark secrets are locked away in the chasms of my heart. 
 
It Hurts to Hurt the ones that I Hurt.
 
Acceptance is rejection. Understanding is mayhem. Liberation is enslavement. I cannot be free. I cannot live free. 
 
It Hurts to Hurt the ones that I Hurt. 
 
Especially the one that I love. Not love but in love, there is a rather significant difference. Our love is secret, our love is hidden, our love must be kept elusive by Hurting the ones I love. We live our love through lies? Lying is not living. Our love is not alive. 
 
It Hurts to Hurt the ones that I Hurt.
 
I live a lie. My life is a lie. I am suffocated and shackled and quarantined. Why can't I see light. Why can't i feel true happiness. My soul is lost in a forest of confusion and guilt. Lies are the boundaries which keep me trapped in this forest. I cannot be free. I cannot live free. 
 
It Hurts to Hurt the ones that I Hurt.  

 

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