I'm hurting,
and I'm hurting,
and I'll continue hurting.
This is a fact of life.
One I don't accept,
but know is true.
Nothing can change it,
nothing can stop it,
and nothing can be forever.
How far am I willing to go
to feel a piece of reckless forever.
I think I might go pretty far,
but my fears are strong.
Stronger and stronger
as the days go by.
I don't know if I'll ever see,
or hear,
my piece of reckless forever.
If only hurting was different.
