I've suffered through what seems like my own personal hell, filled with all sorts of pain.
In a way I've gotten used to it, even though it still hurts day after day.
I've seen and experienced what I deem as true pain,
But when I see others hurt, or going through their pain,
I can't help but want to take it all away.
Even if that means I take on another wave of pain,
Filled with memories and things most people can't sustain.
Even if it was all in vain,
I'd still do it for them,
Because I can't stand to see someone else going through pain.
When I see other people going through pain,
It causes me pain too.
And I can't but beat myself up each time I see this,
Because I just want to find some way I can help you.
But each time I try to help,
I feel like I never say enough,
And I feel like I never do enough,
Because I know the pain still haunts you.
I would do anything to take it all away.
They say Jesus died for our sins,
Well let me be the one to die for all our pain.
Not so I can be the next prophet,
Not because I want people to worship my name.
Honestly if I was erased from history, I'd be fine with that,
As long as I take away everyone's pain.
