Hurt first - Paperback

by Ticus Poetry (Author)

First came the wreckage -What's Left of me
Then came the silence -The Final Pause,
Now comes the ache that started it all - Hurt First.

There comes a time,
when you stop begging for doors to open,
Not because you're free,
but because you've memorized,
The shape of the cage.

-from Hurt First