Knowing of the nighttime at the door

by LeAndra   Oct 2, 2009


Now my face is distorted my smile is broken. My heart is shattered words have been left unspoken. I'm hollow on the inside the pain is too visible to hide. I'm numb to the hurt and the scar left upon my heart I'm learning to live with myself being torn apart. Sometimes it becomes too real and i have to pretend I'm dreaming that the ear-piercing shriek i hear isn't really me screaming. But it is and i know there is no way to escape it so i close my ears and shut my eyes so i wont have to face it. I'm beginning to understand how to forget the life i lived before this one but sometimes i slip up and forget that I'm not allowed to remember and the memories erupt from somewhere inside of me that I've closed out forever hit me a millions times harder than the last time i remembered. I know there is no way out for me i let myself get in too deep i let myself love and trust i let myself weep. I let myself believe that you were the other part of me and before it was said and done you became the beating heart in me. And when you left me i took my last breath this is the end of me because i loved you to death.

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