Sharp Steel Edges Poem by Nate Jones

my heart is always dying
feeling like i'm useless
i can't stop crying
this pain makes me sleepless
every night i try to survive
were did all this derive

was it the words you said to me
drowning in hurt and set free
or is it because i was utterly lonely
what ever it is it keeps on killing
me slowly

all i know there is a scar in me
and for peace i plea
scratching the scab in my heart
reopening the past
its all coming apart
way to fast

i don't need your pity
or your simpathy
i will find a good path
to leave behind all this rath

all the silver edges of life's maze
of understanding, true love, and forgiveness
which we all must face
have very tingly numbing sharpness
that can cut me with the slightest
wrong turn i make
even though me myself is not the brightest
star in the sky i will not be fake

so reinsure
there is a cure
that this acute heart-ache
might leave me dazed
all i do is take
and never am i fazed
and i'm unable to speak
i'm not so meek
but i will always not love you
your worst nightmare has come true
i'm still looking for the cure
im still not sure
how to heal this inner
abysmal hurt
with misery i flirt
i'm not ready to be forever died
the rest will be left unsaid