As each day goes by
I let go a little more
Even when the week flies
I still feel tore
The marks fade
The pain stays
And the temptation is still there
The hurt takes
The loneliness decays
And the addiction is beyond in care
What addiction? You ask
The pain that I hide behind this mask
I'm addicted to my pain
I'm addicted to the scars
I'm adduced to the rain
I'm addicted to the stars
I can't find peace
I can't find tranquility
I can find rest
I can find the ability
But I'm barely hanging on
I'm barely still here
As each day comes and goes
I let go a little more
YOU ARE READING
Do you even know?
PuisiDoes anyone know the feeling that no one knows you? That you always put on such a good act that people can never tell if you are okay or not?
