Desolate warmth.
Bitter Numbing.
A Tasteless Treat
Fills this void inside.
Devouring up all the pain, sorrow, resent, anxiety. Its unquenchable gluttony also engulfed all the ecstasy, happiness, dreams, and pride.
Refusing to let me cry.
Its been so long, it is hard to remember what it feels like. A brittle illusion of charity has dried my eyes. Still, unforgiving tears are shed. Drowning this once ambitious free spirit in humility.
Tears of,
Old friends seeing beyond my guise. Barely recognizing the friend they see inside.
Tears of,
A family's shame. In a boy, who was their hope, now shamefully set aside.
Tears of,
A brother's anger. At his brother who carelessly dies.
Tears of,
A father's disappointment. In a son who he once pridefully set up high, pushing him towards the sky.
Tears of,
A mothers sorrow. Her baby cannot cry.
My Tears,
Stream down my arm, as my blood writes a story. An abomination of my destiny, my dreams, my life. Relentless bliss, entering my arm painfully kissed.
God won't let me cry.
I do not deserve that blessing.
I have to face the demon inside.
I did not **** it.
Its just buried alive.