My hand hurts from writing,
trying to write these feelings away.
My head hurts from thinking,
if I can make it another day.

My soul hurts from fighting,
to escape this lonesome cage.
My voice hurts from screaming,
of my captivating rage.

My eyes hurt from crying,
a gallow of endless tears.
My back hurts from carrying,
such burdens all these years.

My ears hurt from hearing,
that all my pain will soon heal.
My heart hurts from trying,
so hard not to feel.
 
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