It certainly hurts like hell, i'm at lost, I stay awake into the wee hours of the night, waiting for the sandman to come and get me and take me to where the pain doesn't exist.
Yet, when he does claim me, he brings me into a world where my memories lie, and there, right there, the pain doubles. The multitude of pain that I've been keeping inside rises, like a dormant devil, who waited for the right moment to smite me with his smoldering laughter, taunting and pain.
I hate this feeling, I've been rejected a million times in my life, but this, this is the type of pain that no chocolates can remove, all I can do is create a facade, a never ending glamour,so I can face those people who knows me as someone who doesn't endure and dwell in the past.
It hurts like hell, I know i'm in hell, but i know, i know that in time, the flames will die down, and I can be me again.....
WITHOUT THE DEVIL THAT LEFT ME WHEN I NEEDED HIM.
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