Hurt

I lay in bed
absorbing the loneliness that surrounds me
my eyes fill with unshed tears
contradicting my maturity
i hate showing weakness
hate feeling hurt
but i cant suppress these feelings
so i remain inert
i dont understand why this has to happen
dont want to accept that its true
my life is taking a turn
i feel as if I'm losing you
i hate having to say good-bye
hate coming to an end
hate the terrible emptiness
i have to comprehend
theres too many obstacles to over come
in a life too short for pain
and yet theres always been hurt in the world
and so it will remain