Harm

Sometimes, it hurts
Tears fall
Clearing my heart of dirt,
Cries quietly, my soul.

Going far away,
Without a word to say,
On bed, i lay
Tears just continue to sway

Things i used to hate,
Are now my mates on every date,
It is a crime,
Thoughts slowly interviene.

Harm myself,
May i?
Tears drain out,
Yet i cry

Is it fair?
This futureless life
All this hurt?
To live, i no longer thrive.