Perhaps this time,
It wasn't supposed to be.
Maybe this fleeting happiness
Will some how come to stay,
But I no longer clutch such false hopes.
For me,
I feel a void expanding in my chest;
It never slows,
Increasing as fast as the wind blows.
It's no wonder the feelings,
In which once ran free,
No longer come to me
In gusts like vibrations,
Washing over the sea.
So once again
I ponder the ways
I'll never be able to keep the tears at bay.
A part of me wishes
I'll one day be better,
But I already know
It'll be forever.
For now I just wait
Until I awake,
So then I'll be the one I should be,
Not who I've come to be...