Sequestered I am
Heart bleeding out
A lump in my throat
A scar cut too deep
Left out
I search for my own closet
Broken
Pieces so many I can't feel any peace
The pace of my pulse seems to be slowing down
The load is too much
I've lost my craves
Self esteem crushed
I can hear the walls gossiping about me
Everyone that laughs seems to be laughing at me
My soul demands to go
Could someone reach out for me
No they mock
So I meet my demands