Tuesday, February 2, 2010

shattered.

Shattered within and out
Lack the strength to fight and shout
Feel like a bottle of nothingness
Stole the heart right out of my chest
Beating, beating no longer here
My hands shake as the tears
Roll down my face, leave a trace
Each tear breaks as it hits the floor
Is there even a point anymore?
Pull myself together try it again
My knees collapse, defeated in the end
Reminding myself to breathe
Distracts the image of when you leave
Grab the armor, cover up the lies
Who has to know I cry?
If this is the way it has to be
Promise you still care about me
And if I die before I wake
Forgive me for my mistakes

-nessa.

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