the touch
the smell
and all of the other senses
the smile
the laugh
and all the other beauties
the tears
the sobs
and all the other pain
your touch, smell, smile, laugh, tears, and sobs...
gone

Who are you
to say that I don’t have a heart
who are you
to think you’ve felt worse
who are you
to call me names
who are you
to tell me off
who are you
to get mad
who are you
oh that’s right
you were the one
who broke me down
who opened me up
who saw who I was
who kicked me to the side
who ignored me
who are you
to say we’re friends

one thing
deeper deeper

one thing on the mind
going deeper going deeper

one thing bugging your thoughts
deeper deeper

one thing constantly buzzing around unable to let go
going deeper going deeper

one thing grabbing your attention to fill your mind with thoughts you feel are unnecessary
deeper deeper

one thing
going deeper going deeper
until you've hit the end

blobs floating around everyday
******* the life out of
the laughs
the cries
the scares

the blobs being selfish
incapable of having these feeling
will take it away from what can

the people so helpless
they try to fight back
but our want for the feelings are wasted
we have plenty of them
with much more to spare

so let the blobs enjoy the
endless emptiness
and lets keep pretending
we have that too

its new
its fresh
             I love it
its nice
its there

its old
its surviving

its gone
its dead
             I don't miss it

you hurt me
yet i talked to you
as if we were friends

you hurt the one i love
yet i have no hurt
to bring to you

you hurt me
yet i want to know
if your okay

you hurt the one i love
yet i want to share
sympathy for you

you hurt a chunk of my life
yet i talked to you as if
it is all okay

rub the eyes
that have seen so much
clean the ears
that have heard so much
rinse the mouth
that has said so much
wash the face
that has shown so much
cleanse the hands
that have touched so much
you can scrub as much
and as long as you want
but you cant change what has been done