From Little Scot. He's taken so much of my pain, I want him to express his.


Hurt

Hurts.
Always hurts.
Badmen come at night.
Always when we sleep.
Hurt us over and over.
Words, actions, love.
Always hurt.
Can't trust. No one helps.
Leave us alone with the
Hurt.
Always hurts.
Never alone.
Can't sleep.
Don't love.
Always scared.
Dark forever.
Heart breaks every time.
Hurts.
Always hurts.


It won't always be this way, my tiny man.
And it won't always hurt so much.
For my "other," for anyone new here. It always feels this way at first, but it won't always hurt so much.
I know this is true.

Peace and love,

Scot

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There are reasons I'm taking medication. They're called "other people." - Me, displaying my anti-social tendancies

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