I'm a pain collector.
I walk around with people in pain surrounding me, yet I'm not aware.
Not until they let me inside.
Their hearts.
Their minds.
Their past.
Tell me how they feel.
All the pain they go through.
Yell at me- making it seem as though I cause their pain.
They want me to hurt the way they do.
And I do.
I collect it all and hammer it into my heart.
So now my heart is full of cracks.
With pain wedged between.
Now when you hurt, I hurt just as well.
You're not alone.