Some days when the sky's are dark
My heart feels each raindrop
Stinging old pains that never heal
It collapses and pounds
Reflecting voices I'll never hear again
And when I breathe too deep
My lungs obliterate in all of the things
I could have said
In all of the people I should have become
It's an ache and it grows
On days like today
Smiles are useless
Because the hurt is too loud
the doors slammed in my face,
the people I can not touch
Loneliness is the emotion I know best
the only one I know how to feel
I can have the world and I do
But a world without joy
Is as spoiled as the fruit in the fridge
A blank stare will suffice
A raised note in my voice
What have I done
I am small
I am weak
I will always fall.
I am an echo:
Bouncing off of other people's souls
I don't count
If only I breathe and remember how to love
Perhaps then I will make it through the day
Perhaps then I can be in your arms once more
I wrote this at a lower time in my life. The sort of time when it's hard to remember how to breathe and exist. When you feel like a walking shell.