What do you do when it hurt so bad you can't feel anything else? 
What do you do when you are stuck in rinse and repeat, an endless loop that never seems to cease? 
Where do you run to from you, since you are part of the problem, the problem part of you? 
What do you do when you can't comprehend a goddamn thing that does not include where you are at or where you came from? 
The situation changed but the pain remained.
How do we release the aftermath of a disease cured?
Who has the answer? 
What's the word? 

How do I heal my mind from scar tissues, the small vestiges that remain from a long life of pain? Even if the days were few, the pain outgrew the time frame, and the scars throb afresh? 
What do we do now with what we have left?
Somebody please school me, cause am blue b, and I would like to see the sunshine again. 
So why do I embrace the pain like a second skin, as if it were my only friend?
Perhaps I imagined the crowd, and there was no one else around but him.

Moshia' Pen

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