i gotta lotta hurt in me
a lotta hurt and consequently, a lotta pain
mine and yours and ours and theirs
what does it matter when it all feels the same
i gotta lotta hurt in me
sometime i can feel it grow
what crimes have i committed;
for me to be punished so
i gotta lotta hurt in me
i keep it where no one can see
i shut the door and leave it be
yet it yearns and plots to be free
i gotta lotta hurt in me
i try not to let it show
some of our things need a while
it’s not so easy to just let go
we all gotta whole lotta hurt in us
and damn if we don’t carry it everyday
it’s you it’s me it’s them it’s us
until there is no other way
About the Creator
Bren
"It's just a token of my extreme!" - Frank Zappa
"Cause it's all in the heat of the moment It's all in the pain!!!" - Devin Townsend
Centre Stage with the wonderful Heather Hubler
Comments (2)
Your poetry reads like music to me. The rhythm is strong
Damn that spoke for me. 'we all gotta whole lotta hurt in us and damn if we don’t carry it everyday it’s you it’s me it’s them it’s us until there is no other way' Indeed.