May 2010
Cry.
I can't spill out my tears.
Breathe.
My lungs have given up.
Love.
I am numb.
Smile.
It brings pain to my face.
Scream.
Nothing comes out but air.
Pray.
I don't believe anymore.
Speak.
My words are hidden beneath the lies I voice.
Feel.
There's nothing to touch.
Run.
I cannot leave them.
Die.**
No.
I can't spill out my tears.
Breathe.
My lungs have given up.
Love.
I am numb.
Smile.
It brings pain to my face.
Scream.
Nothing comes out but air.
Pray.
I don't believe anymore.
Speak.
My words are hidden beneath the lies I voice.
Feel.
There's nothing to touch.
Run.
I cannot leave them.
Die.**
No.
