Hurt
Sometimes,
I wish that I could disappear.
Not in the past,
Not in the future.
A place where I'm alone,
No more scared to hurt someone,
No more scared to be hurt.
A place,
Somewhere in the dark.
No one who can see my tears,
Even I can't see them.
I can only feel them,
Rolling down my face.
I taste them,
A drop of pain.
A drop of misery,
No one to notice.
No one to care.
Even I don't care.
I'd rather I died yesterday,
Than tomorrow.
It shall always be one day more that I'll be happy...
