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Hurt... what exactly does that mean?

It's a truely sad emotion to feel.

However, it is one I have embedded in me.

I've been torn apart so many times, putting myself back together again has become so complicated.

It's like my mind is a puzzle that is impossible to solve.

Or perhaps it's like a deep, dark ocean that I'm drowning in.

Either way, I hurt.

I hurt for myself.

I hurt for you.

I hurt for every soul that has had the sheer bad experience of losing someone or something that they've cherished.

I hurt for all those who had trusted and weren't able to have to the return effect.

I hate having this feeling, but I can't shake it.

I feel like I might be going insane sometimes.

I just don't know how to respond to this feeling.

This pain... this sorrow... this gasping irony of termoil that has sent my thoughts to a quick cease.

How do I get rid of it?

How do I deal with it?

Be sad? Happy?

What about angry?

I can't choose.

I think I'll just stick with this feeling of numbness.

The feeling of a dull ache that shuts down everything.

Yeah, that's it.

I'll just be part of that feeling.

After all, it's one I've grown quite used to.

I'll be numb and hurt inside and smile for those who don't understand me.

Laugh for those you wouldn't be able to handle this horridness.

I'll just be me... hurt.