These thoughts don't stop
When I'm loved or hated...
I must not love him
If he can let me go...
Someday... I hope to find myself in the mirror.
I hope to see the world a bit clearer and maybe...
They say the walls have ears but, do they listen?
Again I count my fears...
My soul is begging for home.
A distant reality...
The breaking and cracking womb of my stillness,
with the white clouds of invisible shadows...
†††
She was broken and no one could fix her...
No matter what you do
Mental illness is constant...
I am not what I seem
So please don't believe me...
The girl inside the lady.
For each day she cries so silently...
People whisper; as I continue on,
oblivious to people's real thoughts...
The acidic taste of emptiness,
The heavy feeling of all that nothing...