My life is like thorns

constantly pricking my flesh

causing me to bleed

the crimson blood

I've always seen

It's painful and nearly unbearable

it chokes me close to death

yet somehow I manage to survive

and I don't know why

It seems that pain loves my name

so it follows me around

and latches on the people I love

causing them to be harmed and leave me

it pulls them away from my grasp

and suffocates them to death

everyone I love in time leaves me

be it ten years from now

they will leave me

that's why I am always so afraid

because I know if I love you...

you will eventually leave me too.