Break me into little pieces,
and scatter them across the floor.
If that is what it takes to not feel this anymore.
The dark inside consumes what little light is left.
The numbness of my soul, leaves emptiness and regret.
The strangled cry of pain, when I face my thoughts alone.
Anger, fear...to much at once...
Take this pain and leave me be.
Anxiety is high, oh how I want to runaway.
Or maybe...just end it...
I ponder as my brain begins to wander,
who would miss me?
I take the feelings once again,
and shove them in a bottle.
That is where they belong.
Until the next time they break free,
to force themselves upon me.
Will someone break me into little pieces,
and scatter them across the floor.
I don't want to feel this way anymore.
COMMENTS
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DarkestTemptation
15:07 Jan 18 2017
Very sad an touching piece indeed