Hurt

I hurt myself today,
To see if I still feel.

 I focus on the pain,
The only thing that's real.

The needle tears a hole,
The old familiar sting.

 Try to kill it all away,
But I remember everything.

What have I become?

 My sweetest friend,
Everyone I know,
Goes away in the end.

And you could have it all,
My empire of dirt.

 I will let you down,
I will make you hurt.

I wear this crown of thorns,
Upon my liars chair.
Full of broken thoughts,  
I cannot repair.

Beneath the stains of time,
The feelings disappear.
You are someone else,
I am still right here.
 

What have I become?

 My sweetest friend,
Everyone I know,
Goes away in the end.

And you could have it all,
My empire of dirt,
I will let you down.
I will make you hurt.

If I could start again,
A million miles away.
I will keep myself,
I would find a way.