Feeling empty in the dark
Losing sanity in cracks...
we weave words
like tangles of fragile threads...
my heart,
is separated by the narrowest...
The only lie I can guiltlessly tell is one where I...
That each day is the straight and narrow...
If I dive down
deep...
A fogginess
in my thoughts...
I fear for the day when I no longer see the good...
Or even in myself...
Most days are tainted with silent tears,
The world again stained in technicolor pain...
Have you ever truly been alone?
In a place where no one cares...
It's so difficult to gain that strength
to leave my bed in the morning...
You'll never know
what you put me through...
I thought things would get better
they only got worse...