How does one deal with pain
And still be sane
Or deal with the sharp thoughts
Sharp enough to draw blood
Dripping blood, like dripping rain
Cuts sharper than the felt pain
Pain from pretending to be who I am not
Pain from all the love I have lost
Pain from believing in a seemingly nonexistent cross
The hum of silence that smashes into my bones
Also shatters my mind and heart treated with scorn
How does one live and yet is surrounded by Death
How does one drown but still take breaths?
Not even the brightest light
Could chase the shadows that have followed me my whole life
The answers to these questions I do not know
But you cannot reap what you don\'t sow
Why must I feel this way
Or feel at all
Why can\'t I numb this pain
That causes me to fall
Non omnis moriar
\"I shall not wholly die\"
Nor shall I wholly live.