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It comes from deep within inside of me

This stabbing pain I feel and I can't see. 

It hurts, it grips, it bleeds, and the scars come alive

They turn into wounds again and I'm left fighting to strive

In this world there are so many things that hurt the heart

Nobody cares and they sit and watch you fall apart

Love, lies and people are the main things that rip your soul out. 

Pain is there and there is no one there to hear you scream, cry and shout. 

Pain has become a friend to me, I feel pain so much inside it's 

becoming me. 

Tears don't come easily anymore, it stays at away and let me be. 

My wounds are all crimson and pouring, scars upon scars have been ripped open time and time again. 

Until the day I fall away and I'll be one big scar, with my pain inside, my one my only friend.