I'm ashamed to show my scars,to let them know how far i've come and gone
Embarrassed to let my hatred and fears surface
and further blind my kindness
The bile in my stomach makes my chest ache and swell,my throat clench and burn as i feel more of myself purge,gripping onto the feeling of my own pure hate burrowing deeper and deeper into my core
Somedays i feel nothing more
My heart is left trampled,poisoned and full of ghastly holes
The biggest one of all,i fear will never be filled..only shrouded with lies and a yearning ache
With a stricken soul,and wicked design
I awaken each day,repeating -I'm fine-
I wish life held less mourning and gave me more release,that reality were more divine
I wish and reach for hope and faith,as my heart
is left bitter,withered and weaker each night.
I lay my head down as my eyes shutter closed
Hoping to keep them sewn together forever with the whispers of my echoed screams
To decompose in the dark,Enter my
Drowning Dreams
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