• Try to tear me down but
    I will stand tall against the pain.
    Try to break me
    its fine
    you can hate me.
    I don't care.
    In the end, I will stand
    tattered and torn,
    your insults cut deep you see.
    They can hurt anyone, even me.
    Weary of the pain, I fall.
    I lay in the darkness
    the silence is chilling
    waiting and wishing
    for it all to end.
    But for me
    It never ends.
    I lay there dying,
    icy tears streaming down my face
    and with my last breath
    I have no curses to say, no insults to throw,
    because all I ever wanted to know was
    Why?