I dont know if i can do this
Which is selfish
I mean
I have everything most people could want
A house
Friends
Family
Food
A bed

But even with all this
I just feel numb
Like my chest is caving in
And I cant breathe
All the time
I feel myself slipping away
All the time

But noone seems to notice unless I tell them
Yes I want attention
But only because I feel so trapped

I want help
Not ******* sympathy.

How can you guide a heart
When the heart isn't in there
When the heart has been stolen away.

How can you guide a heart
When it is juxtaposed to someone else's rhythm
When it has disappeared itself
And all that's left is just an empty space.

How can you guide a heart
When all that is left
Is an empty chest?

to love you is to breathe, even when the weight of a thousand wars have moved their fight inside my chest.

I sit in the floor.
My knees hugging my chest.
Everything masked by a thick fog.
My body covered in a second skin.
My head held under,
My hair dripping,
My mind buzzing.

But all I hear is the sound...
The sound of rushing water.

My unshed tears
Are flooding the hole
*In my chest...