Pain sorrounds me
even where I think love stands
the pain of life is ever there

the pain of death
the pain of remorse
the pain of love not shared

the pain that makes me cry
the pain that makes angels die
the pain that is ever sorrounding

I weep, life moves in spirts
sometimes infinately slow
sometimes infinately fast

pain sorrounds me
everyone I touch
everyone I see

everyone connected in me
they all are in pain
a pain that is infinate

Is this hell?
are we tortured souls?
is this our infinate torment?

to live infinate lifes?
to have infinate loves?
to have infinate deaths?

pain sorrounds me
it makes me weep
it makes me die