anger
Anger for nothing
Just ****** and being an ***
Can't say why I'm
mad

stress
Stressed from little
On edge for everything I have
Can't stop my
stain

empty
Empty from this
Left drained from day to day
Never felt so
hollow

before
Haven't felt so
Hol

I feel my body crumble
I fight and struggle
I slowly turn to rubble

My lungs starts to leak
While I gasp for air
I won't even bother to speak
I know it's pointless
An attempt for the weak

If I am to die
It won't be in fear
But with pride
That I did all I could
Before I died

I have a drive
But no start

I have words
But no pen

I have a fuel
But no heat

I have a desire
But I have excuses

I have the ability
But no effort

I have what I need
Except for me.

i think not speaking
is the thing messing me up the most
out of all of this

yes, i love you
i really really do
but i know i will get over that
it will take time and it will hurt like hell but i know i will

the thing is, you are my safe place
were my safe place
i felt as though i could go to you about anything
and you made me feel more comfortable than anyone else
you knew how to react and made it easy to talk
now i cant do that
and **** keeps happening
while you're the first person i think to go talk to when i can't
and i keep wondering how you are
you seem fine but i still miss hearing about your life

i miss you and i feel pathetic
because i'm having a hard time adjusting
and i dont exactly know what to do with myself

I am tired of them saying,
"you'll get him next time"
"you almost had him"
"you were so close"

I am tired of seeing,
your eyes so filled
with **** pity
I'm afraid if I bump you
I'll get it on my clothes.

So *******,
you don't know what you say,
you don't know what I do,
You don't know how I fight...
And if you don't *******
You just might.