Can you breath your light
into me? Can you make me
see? Can you make me feel
like the person I use to be?
Can you feel my blood as it
boils under my skin? Can you
see it running through my veins?
I am full of a bitter sweet pain!
I feel twisted and dark, my body
is being shredded apart. I fear for
my soul, to many stories yet untold,
never to unfold!
I am losing my sanity, my body no
longer wants to breath Where is the
girl who use to be me?She is no longer
here to be seen!
I walk through life's path, the one given
to me that I shall always carry on my back.
I look for the sun as I am only blinded by
the dark. My mind has been torn apart!
I fall asleep, I look for me, the girl that
use to be! Hidden misery is all that I can
see, no longer am I me!
Real life can sometimes bring out the best or worse in people. Writing/reading can help you understand the difference.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Hidden misery
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