I feel too much.
I feel too little.
I am becoming numb.
Becoming dumb.
I cant.
I wont.
I shant.
I dont.
Dreams become nightmares.
Glances become long stares.
Love is replaced by hate.
Hate is so very commonplace.
I feel you dont see me.
I see you dont feel me.
Break my spirit break my heart.
It was never you, it was me from the start.
I feel this is over.
Im waiting for it to begin.
2 comments:
This is really nice. My favorite part was the see me part. Love it!
thanks chica! Its a part of my dark times. Im beginning to see the light. :)
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