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Painful realities
I can't seem to breathe
Is it just me or is the air
Too toxic choking on the lies
I'm sorry ahead of time
I'm lost a girl gone
Where is the will to continue on
I've been down before
But somehow this burden is heavier
I'm not proud of what I'm doing
But it's a nessessity
not in my character
At least not in adulthood
I try to fake a smile when all I
Feel is depressed .
Is there a noticeable weight
On my heavy chest
I have nothing of fire
No zeal no desire
Yet I feel am I even breathing still
This sad disposition can't be real
longing for one I can't have yet
I'm filled with regret
I'm living only half a life
Please let courage guide this knife
So I may cut my heart out of me
Put it on a shelf
So I can again find myself
I need you but fantasies
Have become to hard to believe
I just can't breathe I need you
Time has stopped for me
I'm just so lost .miserable and cold
I reach out only to grasp loosely at the happiness for which I long
Just to feel selfish and wrong
I just have to stay focused
Even if focusing blurs with tears
Is it just me or is the air
Too toxic choking on the lies
I'm sorry ahead of time
I'm lost a girl gone
Where is the will to continue on
I've been down before
But somehow this burden is heavier
I'm not proud of what I'm doing
But it's a nessessity
not in my character
At least not in adulthood
I try to fake a smile when all I
Feel is depressed .
Is there a noticeable weight
On my heavy chest
I have nothing of fire
No zeal no desire
Yet I feel am I even breathing still
This sad disposition can't be real
longing for one I can't have yet
I'm filled with regret
I'm living only half a life
Please let courage guide this knife
So I may cut my heart out of me
Put it on a shelf
So I can again find myself
I need you but fantasies
Have become to hard to believe
I just can't breathe I need you
Time has stopped for me
I'm just so lost .miserable and cold
I reach out only to grasp loosely at the happiness for which I long
Just to feel selfish and wrong
I just have to stay focused
Even if focusing blurs with tears
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