Makes me
Die inside
Knowing we
Were something
Before

I cannot express the feeling that I am feeling right now.
I am upset, not surprised, relieved, understanding, ******, ect...
The list goes on.

I feel everything.
It was always like that with you.
Part of me is upset for letting you back in,
But now I'm sure.
I'm done.

You got too involved too fast,
Said too much too soon,
Demanded too much from someone who has
Nothing.

I've been drained of a lot of things,
And so have you.
I looked for a feeling of freedom with you,
I should've known before opening my heart;

You're out.

I’m slipping, sliding,
right into the dark.
I’m twisting, turning,
falling apart.

I’m flying, soaring,
up in the clouds.
I’m running, sprinting
across the grounds.

I’m hiding, shrinking,
under the stairs.
I’m searching, seeking,
looking nowhere.

I’m laughing, joking,
having some fun.
I’m talking, shouting,
telling no one.

I’m crying, sobbing,
drying my tears.
I’m leaping, jumping,
crashing down here.

I’m dying, living,
both at once.
I’m thinking, learning,
what the world wants.

I’m sleeping, dreaming,
all in my head.
I’m waking, blinking
here in my bed.