I get up hoping that if i let all the tears drop that there wouldn't be any left to fall the next day.
I open up to the strangling pain in hopes that If i let it take over it'll go away or cease as each new day arrives.
But I'm wrong..
Every day is torture
Every conversation meaningless and straining
Every night sleepless
And every meal tasteless
I lie on my tear stained pillow hoping that when I wake up tomorrow it'll all go away
I lie helpless to the pain that engulfs me.
I face another lifeless day with a lie that I'm okay
That if i pretend to smile enough people will start believing it..
That I'll start believing it.
Another meal-less day filled with robotic conversation and routine nods
I break and I crumble in the darkness of my ache
Too confused and heartbroken to grasp the light..
Too damaged to know what it even looks like anymore.
