I feel my heart is wrenching and ask myself is it all worth it? The pain... the crying... the anguish...the tear stained cheeks? I wonder if I'm worth it, if I should exist in a world full of hatred, of anger and sadness. Where no one gets along and no one plays fair. My pain still lives, it makes my heart ache. It wants a better world, and deep down it knows, that it'll never happen. My heart cracks, breaks with every insult, every injury and death. It makes me wanna cry, wanna bury myself alive. Sometimes my heart cries, it cries out for a savior, for someone to help humanity live peacefully once again. My pain lives on, it will travel for centuries, it will outlive me, and every next generation. Pain is something you can never be rid of, no matter how far you run, no matter how bad you try to forget. Your stuck with it forever, pain is a part of everyone. My pain will live on forever, no matter what happens, so we have to do our best, to keep it from spreading.
© Kaylee Lomas