Why over time have I accepted pain,
Every day hurts a little more.
New problems arise all the time,
but past wounds still go unhealed.
Friends use you as their valid side kick, but turn their back on you the first chance they get.
Love has been wiped from my dictionary, with hope and sanity in danger of going next.
The faint smile trys to hide the constant burning and concealed longing of a heart broken in too many places to take.
Dreams still portray the anguish for a life which is free from hurt.
