it is more than a feeling
consuming the thoughts
more than an evil
leaving you empty and distraught
a being in itself
enveloping you in fear
tearing through the soul
as the feeling of end draws near
the mind drifts away
the heart becomes numb
surroundings melt
and break away into crumbs
familiar voices will say
"but you are so young!"
and a feeling of failure
the head remains hung
misunderstood
and that it shall remain
for no eyes see at night
while you writhe in pain
Feb 18, 2014
Feb 18, 2014 at 11:43 AM UTC
it is more than a feeling
consuming the thoughts
more than an evil
leaving you empty and distraught
a being in itself
enveloping you in fear
tearing through the soul
as the feeling of end draws near
the mind drifts away
the heart becomes numb
surroundings melt
and break away into crumbs
familiar voices will say
"but you are so young!"
and a feeling of failure
the head remains hung
misunderstood
and that it shall remain
for no eyes see at night
while you writhe in pain
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