It Hurts to Live
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And I could've stayed on the floor, bleeding from the gaping hole in my chest, my heart ripped out and lying only a few inches from my body, and she still wouldn't even spare me a glance. I got up, though, I picked up my heart and stuffed it back into my chest. I didn't have needle and thread in my reach so I left the hole open.
My eyes darted towards her direction and I see that she hasn't even noticed my presence. I'm only a ghost after all, a ghost from her past, and she was the angel that kept taunting my afterlife. I walk toward the door and I leave the room again. I've done this countless times but I can never escape her.
She's always there. I'm always here.
It hurts to breathe, it hurts to live, it hurts to be dead, every muscle, every bone, every organ bleeds and hurts.
And it just won't stop, and it won't go away.
She's always here, I'm always there, and I never can escape.
My eyes darted towards her direction and I see that she hasn't even noticed my presence. I'm only a ghost after all, a ghost from her past, and she was the angel that kept taunting my afterlife. I walk toward the door and I leave the room again. I've done this countless times but I can never escape her.
She's always there. I'm always here.
It hurts to breathe, it hurts to live, it hurts to be dead, every muscle, every bone, every organ bleeds and hurts.
And it just won't stop, and it won't go away.
She's always here, I'm always there, and I never can escape.