This pain in my chest grows stronger every day.
How much longer can I deal with it? They say, the hurt will only make you stronger; who are they anyway? Do they even know what real hurt is? Do they understand this pain that only grows stronger with every passing moment?
No, I don’t think they do.
So, for now I will hide you away and keep you in this spot they call hurt. I keep you there to remind me that ‘strength’ means I’ll never be ok.