I should just sit here, staring at the computer
until the lines never end and the screen becomes blurred
by tears that refuse to fall but still feel pain from a heart that aches.
Too long did this feeling last but who’s going to help heal my wounds?
Surely time does but I want relief now, or maybe just a little peace.
No one wants a constant reminder of why their heart has been broken.
Or how their spirit has been dulled by the hurt cause by another.
So I’ll let my anger take over my fingers and express my emotions
to the keyboard because only the screen can handle what I feel
since for some reason you can’t seem to understand it.