When reality shoots you and aims for your most vital organ all you can do is grasp for life in a state of shock...
When it hit me at first I tried to be strong and nonchalant, trying to convince myself I didnt care.
Like no wound would be exposed. I eventually began to bleed internaly
and didnt know it until my emotions bleed out, exposing what I tried to
hide. I had nowhere to hide, couldnt stop, couldnt hold back what was
soooo obvious. Emotions dont lie. They sure didnt. But, knowing myself
just to well I couldnt accept the heartache. So, I retaliate with words
of hatred and harbor resentment for my hearts pieces. This heart is too
broken to beat. I just remain a hallow empty shell reflecting the sorrow
of what we used to be. Damaged and emotionally broken. But, its Just
what I made it...
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