Poetic Depression Of A Heart's Confession

These lines I write
Every word that I spell
Its like a knife cutting skin
Like my own little hell

So tired of the lies
The deceit and pain
Cant take this hurt I feel
With just the sound of your name

Every breath I take
Slowly devours my heart
Confessing this pain
Is completely taring me apart

I am nothing but the wind
I am nothing but air
One minute I am here
The next I am no where

You are cold to my touch
I can find no warmth in you
No matter how hard I try
I cant seem to get through

Tired of the lies we create
Tired of feeling second best
Tired of treating everyday
Just like all the rest

Tired of being me
Tired of being me without you
Tired of keeping secrets
But what else can I do?

Consumed with pain
I am hurt deep inside
Because I cannot call you mine
Because we have to hide

I don't feel, don't care
I am just here
I don't smile, don't laugh
I have no fear

Emotionally depressed
I have nothing to show
Everyday is the same
They just come and go

You have bound me to you
Yet I feel you so far
And even when we make love
I don't know where you are

Our skin touched
Our bodies meet
Yet, when I am with you
I feel incomplete

I confess myself to you
I really don't know why
Maybe I am just tired of the game
Maybe I am tired of this lie

You and me,
Wow what a joke this must be
The feelings I no longer feel
When your next to me

Pain is just that
An emotion that you feel
But what if your depressed
Is pain all thats real?

My words don't make sense
They just jump to this page
They fly from my fingertips
In a poetic rage

I just have to keep writing
To feel that I am not dreaming
To feel alive in a world
Where I am hardly worth being

***** Yeah like the poem says, just writing away what I feel, hope you enjoy****

::MELI::