Hurt | Johnny Cash
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
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
Skype/AIM
Was considering making accounts for both if anyone was interested in talking?
A support system always helps..
I look at old photographs
that make me wonder what happened to this girl that I used to know
who was so full of optimism, always inspired by creativity, whom believed in love..
unfortunately..she’s been in repair for a very long time now and has been working on getting better
we all know that the struggle is difficult, but in reality, the healing itself is perhaps the greatest battle of all
you realize that you’re having to adapt to feelings and a way of living that was a part of you so long ago..
you’ll be afraid..there is a part of you, deep inside your being, that is attached to the pain. you’re convinced that hurt is what keeps you existing..but that is not so
as the years change, we change. we get older.. we experience more
if anything, you must have HOPE.
don’t give up..
“We have to find the strength within ourselves to fix what hurts us the most”
Reflecting on those words that I said years ago to a friend of mine, I’m instantly filled with a sense of faith, along with a bit of uncertainty.
There comes a point where you are so consumed by and lost in this maze of living a life of sadness, anxiety and seclusion, that it becomes who you are. What is the solution to all this madness? Just when you think that you’ve experienced a glimmer of hope, your world suddenly comes crashing down. Now you’re back to the beginning of a vicious cycle..
As times goes on, you find that the struggle is getting all the more powerful. Each day drags on, while each night you lie awake with thoughts running through your head. You have been strong through all this, but now you are starting to feel weak. You are tired of fighting this war of head vs.heart. You surrender and decide to find your way out of this hell that has become your life.
