When love fades.
My mind and body begin to degrade like a rotten corpse as old as a decade or an eroded barricade.
When love fades.
I cry myself  to sleep at night then lie and tell myself it’ll be alright.
When love fades.
Tears of confusion begin to clog my eyes and brain.
Until all of the misery, anxiety, and pain hits me in the face like a ******* furious freight train.
It hurts like hell to have this love fade away it feels like a constant stream of scorching lava raging through my empty eyes.
Why could this be?
Why does love hurt so much for me but make others live so happily.
I begin to wonder and question my identity.
He talks to her and she talks to them.
But no one even bothers to glance at a guy like me.
Am I too ugly?
Am I too tall?
Do they hate me because I can’t do it all?
Can they see me?
Do I have invisibility?
Or maybe it’s my Self-degradation.
Michael Jackson once said “look at yourself and make a change.”
So I decided to work on my weaknesses and failures and comeback from my downfalls.
So that the next time I can withstand the gravity of it all.
When love fades.