It Hurts Like Hell Poem by Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker Abdalla

It hits me hard, the pain of locking away my feelings fight against the hate my soul can't handle any more bruises.

Love is that feeling that when reigns kill us silently, in my heart, I have been praying to understand the situation we are going through.

If you keep going on your way for as long as the sun rises and the stars shine, my feelings for you will stay the same.

I'm in sadness, tears, and blues; If you must; I'll get along; how much it hurts, I can't be mad; I'll hide my sadness now.

Likewise, you're still my cousin; my soul never dies, but it cuts to the bone until breath and life end.

You have no clue what you're done to my heart. You make it go crazy, then you tore it apart.

It's like I'm under a curse; I pray to the creator that you will change your way.

If you are meant to be, you will find a way back to each other; I'm hurting like you're blind to notice my pain.

Sometimes I regret it, but I'll try to forget all the pain you put me through, so I need to get over you
You always pull on the strings of my heart.

There are consequences on both choices, and I don't know what to do either way, I know I'll end up getting hurt.

But I'm tired of you, treating me as bad as dirt. I hate to face the reality that I'll always smile.

No matter how hard I try, there's nothing I can do, sometimes you're bad.

Sometimes you're good, but you see, in the end, I will do the best I can.