I don't know what living a balanced life feels like
When I am said
I don't cry I pour
When I am happy
I don't smile I glow
When I am angry
I don't yell I burn

The good thing about feeling in extreme is
When I live I give them wings
But perhaps that isn't such a good thing cause they always tend to leave
And you should see me when my heart is broken
I don't grieve
I shatter.

I'm lost in the nebulous dimension of my thoughts.
walking the tightrope of fantasy and reality
Unable to distinguish which is which.  

I'm Lost inside the verses of the song searching for an unknown miracle perhaps.
I never quite figure it out.

I watched as the blood of my ancestry oozed out my wrist
Unrecognisable by my own reflection.
'A disappoinment'
I whisper

The world is quiet
I'm trying to forget.
my heart aches,
like I was stabbed
perhaps betrayed.

I'm broken
and never healing right

Dark and frozen
and rarely feeling bright.