H U R T. by--Osanna Bolger.

A four letter word,
just another way to say love.
Nothin’ hurts more than love,
and all you get out of love is hurt.
We fight for this constant battle we can’t win.
Hurt is like gluttony,
a sin,
And amiss we’re in all the sin,
of hurting each other,
one another,
the violence in love,
is more than the violence on the streets.
The deadliest things take place in our minds.
Hurting each other,
thousands at a time.
And not physical hurt,
No, not at all.
That type of hurt that makes you…
stumble…slip….fall.
to your knees askin’
why’d they hurt me?
I loved ‘em
I fought for ‘em
And this is what I get,
just one more of many slashes,
clear across my chest.
Where my heart used to be.
Where it used to lay.
But I guess I knew one day,
I’d have to pay,
for loving to much,
letting that guard down…
my protective shield,
that follows me around.
Trying to protect me from…
that four l e t t e r word.
Meaning the same thing as L O V E.
What were these people sayin'?
when they said love comes from “above”?
Above where?
In this stifled, polluted
no good air?
Love can’t circulate around here.
Only H A T E.
and it’s somethin’ I can’t learn to appreciate.
I’m done, I’m through.
Done with you, too.
Don’t have nothin more to say.
than I GIVE UP ON LOVE…
and I’m just gonna start believing in hate.
So i guess this is my new way to say..
is this fate?
But I can’t deal with crying myself to sleep every night,
And I always believed in “dont let the bedbugs bite”
yeah right, they bit alright.
right through me,
down to the tee.
there isnt love left in me?
can someone make me believe again?
Is there that special
someone who can make me smile?
instead of cry?
tell me “its okay”
instead of “go die..”
Hug me and hold me
till’ its all out..
hold me close
while i’ll scream and shout?
And breakdown in tears
which i think is best for me.
I need someway to release
my held up anger and disappointment.
I’m sick..
so sick..
so R I D I C U L O U S L Y sick..
of hurting the ones I need most,
ruining their day.
‘cause this chick right here
can’t help herself in a different way…
and I’m sorry if I’ve gotten on your nerves.
It’s just that..
I’m a survivor in this world full of
H U R T.




written by Osanna Bolger.
had gotten bored one night. wrote this based on my feelings and my friends' feelings <3