Hurt

I was hurt, and the pain was unbearable. He had hurt me, I cried, I cried for help, no one came, no one was there. I laid there thought about it I knew I was alone. NO one came, NO one cared; but I got over it, I'm ok....right? or is that pain?

We as adults follow the same process, but only each stage is longer and we add additional steps. We get hurt by something (childhood memories, adult pain). We cry, get angry until the pain is unbearable, then we lay there think about what happened, how much we hurt, and we get angry again!

There's a secret hiding place that lies deep inside of us. No one knows how we get there, but once were there it takes a while to get out.



I sat down today

I sat down today not knowing what to do
where were my shoes, I had no clue

I sat down today, not knowing what to feel
was I hurt, is this pain, was this real......

I sat down today feeling kind of sad
never really wanted it to be this bad

I said good-bye to today
feeling real down

I was hurt, I was in pain, I was a shame of the fear.
I had been pushed, I had been pulled, I had been thrown around
I had lost my royal crown.

I sat down today feeling kind....what's that shame....pain, hurt, real

oh I know....I know what it is....

I felt it today....

Finally.......that moment is here!