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If you could look into my mind you would see thoughts of you all day long as if my spine is a never ending film reel of you.
If you could look into my heart you would see that you are the only one who resides in it. It's your fortress.
And if you could hear my heart beat a bit better you would not hear dub-lub but dub-love because love is all I have for you.
But you have always looked straight through me, haven't you?
And it was always me the one who was listening to you, wasn't it?
Can't seem to get you out of my mind or heart
The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.
A little escape from the madness.
Or maybe, into.
The hardest thing I’ve ever had to do?

It wasn’t letting you go.

That was difficult though, to swallow my pride and wear a smile to hide the fact I’m not okay.

Oh no, the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do? Was finally admit to myself the truth.

It was admitting that you were never mine to begin with.
I am famished but don't feel like
eating.
I am exhausted but I can't
sleep.
I am alive but don't feel like
living.
I want to cry but the tears never seem
flow.
I want to move on but my legs are
glued together.
I want to say so much but my lips are
sewn shut.
I don't want to look at her anymore, but my eyes are
wide open.
I feel like writing but my hands only come up with
mediocre.
I feel like dying but don't have the
courage.
I feel like reaching out for
help.
Can anyone just
Fix me?
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