Love For Pain

I give them my heart

And they give me theirs.

As I hold it gentle.

I hold it with care.

They take my and throw it in the air.

Then let it smash on the ground

As I pick up the pieces I say,

“Why should I care?”

So I walk in the dark

Away from the light

As I sit in my room at night

And think of my life.

My life of pain.

And how it makes me

Happy as can be

from all the times

this happens to me

so they take mine and throw it in the air.

Then let it smash to the ground

As I pick up the pieces.

Pain starts to feel good to me.