Crushing, breaking
Stress and guilt...
Fingers glued to poetry, mouth
glued to silence - I am...
I've built these walls around me
To try to encage myself...
You are the cause
You are my pain...
My heart already broken,
My feelings already dead...
Will I ever be truly happy?
I sit here wishing and wishing for a life of gold...
As the days go by...
I can honestly tell you...
Every Day...
There are words that go left unsaid...
Heart disintegrates
cold, frozen; lonely inside...
I am watching a bleeding wound,
My soul are bleeding darkness...
It lingers in my room,
It dimmers all that blooms...
My face,oh how revolting
It makes me sick just thinking of it...