Hurt
Listening to Johnny Cash, "Hurt"
My Aunt Linda passed from this life to the next this morning at 3am. My mother, her sister and father and my two cousins were there with her.
There is this whirlwid of emotions which seem to make no sense except for this realisation that something is broken.
Rest in peace Linda.
"Hurt"
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
[Chorus:]
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
[Chorus:]
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
posted by Jason @ 12:19 pm
3 Comments:
So sorry to hear that, Jas.
Anita
Big hugs to you Jas and your family *HUGS*
Condolences my friend.
I recently lost my sister to cancer, and know what you're going through. Sounds like the devil's been busy out there.
I found great comfort in 1 Thessalonians 4:13-18, that all who die in Christ will rise as he did at His return, and in a Josh Groban song titled Remember When It Rained.
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