December 5, 1996
Pain is a funny thing.
It hurts so much, yet you can't feel it.
It wracks your body, it burns your soul,
Yet, all you can do is stand there and take it.
You wait so long to feel so good, and all you can do
Is stare at the wall, tears streaming down...
Pain is a funny thing.
It happens to you and all you can do is bear it.
It happens to those you really love, and all you can do is cry.
You watch it slowly seep in, slowly take over, and slowly kill you.
Hands tied behind your back, you watch in agony as life takes over,
Bit by bit, step by step,
And nothing ever turns out right.
It's killing me...