mentally damaged

i imagine hurt would come in the form of pain. where your chest feels horribly tight and you cant breathe. where burns start to eat into flesh or when blood starts to seep.

it's like that time when i fell playing catching in primary school. it was bleeding so much and then when i look back, where's the pain now? it's all in the head. i fear pain much.

i think i'm mentally damaged. here's where i think bryan's poem is so great.

Runaway

Close the curtains
Release the birds
Under the moon
and into the stars
With a horse
we shall runaway
off into the woods
where we will stay
you are the master
and I'll willingly be your slave
We will make love
until the dawn breaks

Hush little boy
don't say a word
Before someone hears us
We may not be alone

There may be others
quite similar to us
Be quiet
Let's sleep through the night
You'll hug me
I'll hold onto you tight
I'm in bliss
Very much satisfied

We are here now
we are one
together
we will brace the future
soon to come
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to know and to console
to imagine and to assume
to relate and to understand
all part of human communication
what makes you stronger might make another miserable.

a blond haired and blue eyed boy. looking for naruto.