Sunday, August 18, 2013

Silence

"Silence"
This pain is different. It's new.
In the past I could open up
I could tell everyone what's going on
Now I don't want to.
It's like a dull blade that's been heated
As it cuts into my heart
A slow digging burning sensation
At the base of my heart
I don't want to feel this way
Just get's old.
Telling people what's wrong.
I'd rather not say anything
Instead, I'd rather have someone just sit with me
Maybe I could cry.
Sob for a while, then someone crack a joke.
Yeah that would be nice
It'd be nice to have happen.
But I feel so alone here
So alone
So without home
I feel without heart
Without purpose
It tends to be this way
Every-time I try and get on track
It's difficult to live like this.
With this dull burning blade
Digging its way through my heart
Ripping the flesh
No I don't want to talk about it.
I just... don't
Want to talk
Not anymore.

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