I am hurt.
This post should reside in the ridden hearts department; although it is my intro.
I am a lonely lad. I have no family. My heart is scarred.
My heart is shattered.
Unto the story what hinders me now;
When I lied at Her side, I was whole. When I left Her side, I felt less than what is dirt.
I could not perform at work -- I only thought of Her. I could not cope.
I could not.
It hurt.
My heart -- the scarred charcoal remains, glow'd in their hurt.
Time to turn into stone.
Again.
How do you people do it? How do you get the strength and will to try again?
