Analysis of It Hurts

It hurts
This heart of mine
A self-deprecating little thing
How unfortunately full of misery
But what does it matter
It's who I am
Who I've always been
It's suffocating
And there's no limit
A sour dose of poison
It fills my lungs with all its toxicity
Yet somehow I'm still breathing
How self-destructive could this be
I have fallen and it stings
Fallen too far off the edge
A fractured bone means nothing
If not too much
This weight I carry
Gets heavier and heavier
How did I become like this
A self-made belittled mistake
Kept it inside
For far longer than I should
Lighting kerosene on such a fire
Leaving flames to char my own skin
And in the end no one knows
How bad this all still hurts....