Scales
-M.Y.
When I went to the hospital
They asked me to rate my level of pain on a scale of 1-10.
I gave them a 5 even though my
Whole body was burning with pain.
When I went through my first breakup
That heartache was a solid fucking 8.
I didn't think anything could be worse.
But it was no 10.
When I lost all my friends
I felt so alone I wanted to die.
But anything worth a possible 10,
Was no more than a 9.
I was always saving 10
For something way more painful.
I never thought I'd feel it that bad..
But the moment my body hit the floor
Knowing there was no possible
Way you'd be able to come back.
That was a 10.
That was the feeling 10, no one
could ever describe,
No matter how hard they tried.
When you died
No one asked me my level of pain,
But I knew it was a breaking 10.
10 was what I felt with 100
And more percent of my body.
And I knew even if I was shot right through the heart
Nothing would be more painful than loosing you.
