All of this Pain
My eyes bleed, my heart bleeds, my soul.
Valentines once again.
I honor the dead.
I sit and ponder.
I spend three hours crying.
I have never feltsuch horror, such trauma,
As one single human lifespan.
I wish I didn't think of you and cry.
I wish I didn't think of what once was, and hurt.
I wish I wasn't hollow, anymore