Dying inside,
slowly,slower then you thought possible...

When you find yourself wishing the pain would end,
finding yourself wanting everything to disappear...

Drifting into your own reality,
not being able to decipher real from fake...

Run,Shout,Scream.
Let it all out...

Run it slowly across your skin,
break the flesh...

Should I even shed these tears?
Are you even worth it...

You talked of being together for awhile,
I guess it was just a lie...

I feel like I'm losing you,
when really I'm not...

And I'm writing this love poem,
thinking I know what love is...

These mind games,
I cant stand them...