My heart's beating, but I'm not living.
I breathe, I feel. But I don't care.
I feel clogged, I feel unused...
Escaping is pointless, I am drowning.
I try to rise up, but I'm dragged down.
Giving up is not an option.
It never is. But, the darkness
Pulls me out of the light.
I run, my feet flying over puddles left
From the storm in my heart.
Images fly by, shredding my flesh
From the bone, and it rips my heart
Out and I feel pain
Blossoming through my chest as the
Red rose unfurl its petals and
Instantly fall off,
Leaving me numb and void.
You left me, I'm all alone right now
While you live in your world of white.
I hope you enjoy your serenity...
I feel tortured, I feel torn.
But these feelings cannot compare
To reality where loneliness hovers like
A dark, rainy cloud over me.
You have left me, that's all I know.
I shall join you when the time comes, but till then,
I miss you so.
Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 5:23 AM UTC
My heart's beating, but I'm not living.
I breathe, I feel. But I don't care.
I feel clogged, I feel unused...
Escaping is pointless, I am drowning.
I try to rise up, but I'm dragged down.
Giving up is not an option.
It never is. But, the darkness
Pulls me out of the light.
I run, my feet flying over puddles left
From the storm in my heart.
Images fly by, shredding my flesh
From the bone, and it rips my heart
Out and I feel pain
Blossoming through my chest as the
Red rose unfurl its petals and
Instantly fall off,
Leaving me numb and void.
You left me, I'm all alone right now
While you live in your world of white.
I hope you enjoy your serenity...
I feel tortured, I feel torn.
But these feelings cannot compare
To reality where loneliness hovers like
A dark, rainy cloud over me.
You have left me, that's all I know.
I shall join you when the time comes, but till then,
I miss you so.
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