Some days when the sky's are dark My heart feels each raindrop Stinging old pains that never heal It collapses and pounds Reflecting voices I'll never hear again And when I breathe too deep My lungs obliterate in all of the things I could have said In all of the people I should have become It's an ache and it grows On days like today Smiles are useless Because the hurt is too loud the doors slammed in my face, the people I can not touch Loneliness is the emotion I know best the only one I know how to feel I can have the world and I do But a world without joy Is as spoiled as the fruit in the fridge A blank stare will suffice A raised note in my voice What have I done I am small I am weak I will always fall. I am an echo: Bouncing off of other people's souls I don't count If only I breathe and remember how to love Perhaps then I will make it through the day Perhaps then I can be in your arms once more
I wrote this at a lower time in my life. The sort of time when it's hard to remember how to breathe and exist. When you feel like a walking shell.