Hurt

I'm surprise my lungs don't puncture,
I'm surprised my heart won't bleed
I'm afraid that I will suffer
Without the painkillers I need

I'm surprised I can get up
I am shocked I am not blind
I am tortured my the thoughts
of death that creep into my mind

I am hurt by your betrayal
I am sad that you're not mine
but while I know that I wont make it
I'm sure that YOU'LL be fine