I had reached the bridge but I don't seem to see any way to cross it
I could feel my hurt I could scent it but it wasn't mine. I couldn't explain how I was hurting so I realized it wasn't mine.
It was a pain meant for pain.
In english we say am pained
In pain we say it's eating deep inside of me than it should
It has me thinking wen I'm not supposed to.
I've not got this nd that I knew for a fact.
The stage where u recognize pain...