Dor

Peço perdão aos que não lêem em inglês, aos que interessar peço que traduzam. Sempre achei mais fácil escrever assim.

Numbness... that's all I feel now. A pain so unbearable I can only wonder how it hurts me. My body cannot resist it, so I only feel numb. I know I'm bleeding inside, I'm dying inside, and I hope I can stanch the wounds before it's too late. All this for.. I need to change, to become better without losing myself on the way. All this for true love. I hope to be alive when it comes the time to take my place again. I also hope to be better by then, and if I'm not that better yet, that when the time comes, there'll be a hand to light up the places I cannot see, as I wish that then I'll light up the way for that person again. I choke on my words, on my tears, on my pain, yet I know I must do everything to keep it invisible, for I know it'll not drag closer, but push away. Because it seems like I'm being overdramatic. That I don't really feel that much pain.

When you got your heart broken twice, it hurts a lot.
When it's broken by whom joined the pieces, it hurts like death.