You feel like ****
She doesnt care,
You feel empty and alone,
Cause it feels shes never there,
"Its not fair!", she exclaimes,
While you weep in despair,
How can it ever be in a world where nothing is,
Dragging yourself like a slave to your emotions,
The feelings inside so locked up going through erosion,
Your heart says one thing,
Your head is yelling another,
Wanting to escape from your body for just one moment.
"No", I reply,
"What do you expect from a broken person you've turned me".
Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 8:42 PM UTC
You feel like ****
She doesnt care,
You feel empty and alone,
Cause it feels shes never there,
"Its not fair!", she exclaimes,
While you weep in despair,
How can it ever be in a world where nothing is,
Dragging yourself like a slave to your emotions,
The feelings inside so locked up going through erosion,
Your heart says one thing,
Your head is yelling another,
Wanting to escape from your body for just one moment.
"No", I reply,
"What do you expect from a broken person you've turned me".