No title.

Never knowing how the words translate into a deeper expression..
Multiple manipulation clouds my judgement..my vision of you is past tarnish..reputation turns into reparation to mend what feels like a heart that constantly beats on inconsistently..
Loving you was never my intentions...simply a game of never losing myself in you...multiple attempts at all cost...empty...and still desiring your every humanly being..
Weakness, insecurities manifest deeper than words can express...loving you causes me to die a little more on the insides of the four walls of love...
Mentally trapped in the middle of nowhere feeling like my heart is surrounded with quicksand..screaming...a muffled cry for help ..cries go unheard...emotions go untouched...Miguel R.A.N drowning out my every sorrow...capturing my every inner emotion...word for word makes me relive our most intimate moments...faced with truth...closing chapters...finding meaningless messages to complete the doubt and confusion of inadequacy...never taking moment to think of me...how did I ended up back here...lost and found at your door step...searching for clarity in your eyes...