How I'm Feeling The pain, it's in my chest. This pain, it's doing it's best, to rip me apart from the inside out. I have no way out. I try to think happy thoughts, but all my heart does is rotts. With out you hear. I'm just starting to feel fear. where's that bottle ?Maybe if I drink the pain will go away. Maybe if I sleep I will forget the day. If I jump off a building I will just die & go away. The Butterfly's are no longer there but replaced with something so rare. Something that drains you & your happy thoughts. Now all my friends blame you for this pain you put me through. & we both know that I counted on you. To help me through this pain I feel. This pain is real & it's eating me from the inside out & my broken doubts . . I just need to get out
