The pained feeling flowing in my mind and lungs,

Anger flaming still lingers and also the dreadful sadness developing fast,

Like another day battling with the emptiness,

To live or never to be able to have a heart beat again,

My eyes losing focus and despair leaking in my injuries from the past,

So much madness,

No sighs of grace,The time and effort put into.

Just so I can scream my lungs of separation at my own kind,

Say the words and praise of failed efforts, Because that's what I deserve right now.

I'm not proud,Not one bit.

Don't realize to understand,

A two faced wall can describe a person so easily.