And after all
It happens
That your glares go lost in space
That you won’t catch anything with the laces of your mind
 
And still
You try
To tell yourself that it will change
That it’s only a phase and then it’ll be fine
 
And yes
It’s true
That when your body aches with emptiness
You want to fill it with the things that hurt you the most
 
And finally
You know
That every single relation with a human
Will give you more pain and help you dig your hole of sadness
 
But you go on and on and on
Because it’s better to feel the burns of a thousand wounds
Than to feel nothing at all