Hurt

I hurt myself today / To see if I still feel / I focus on the pain / The only thing that’s real / The needle tears a hole / The old familiar sting / Try to kill it all away / But I remember everything / What have I become? / My sweetest friend / Everyone I know / Goes away in the end / You could have it all / My empire of dirt / I will let you down / I will make you hurt (Hurt by NIN)

Sometimes it is not about them. It is about you. You wanting to hurt, you looking at things from the painful view when you could look at it differently. But you are afraid. Afraid you won’t feel things again. Afraid you might not have felt them to begin with. You would rather hurt than feel nothing anymore. And you want their pain. You want to take from them. You want to feel what they feel. You want to know what it is like to live inside them. If their empire is made of dirt, then they can bury me.