It's still there...

Thousands steps I see, when I looked behind my back,
hundreds times I told myself already, but I pretend I never heard them,
tens of years my mind still wondering, try to learned all the clues exist,
yet, one thing is still the same.

It still hurts me much worse than bleeding wound,
the pain is unbearable and it goes through my bone,
It still hurts me like something squeezing my lung so tight,
the pain is unbearable and I cannot breathe freely.

There is no words but it's spoken through your body,
there is no words but it's written on all your face,
there is no words and it's all only my perception,
but why is it still hurt me a lot?

I think again, re-thinking again, hoping all possibilities,
dreaming all the way trough,
yet in the end the outcome will same,
yet in the end the pain I bear will still be there.