I didn't realize how hard it was to be happy,
The effort I was putting in to make it positive.
My body was throwing me thousands of signals,
While my mind ignored all of them daily.
Pretending it was all okay,
Plastering on a smile,
But I was always crying inside.
I so badly want to be happy,
But so badly do I hurt instead.
My dreams are soaked in blood,
My screams and tears.
Devastated by loss,
Despite all the years.
To close my eyes means pain.
All the things you don't think of,
To go on in life,
Use the cover of night to molest my brain.
Oh, I remember!
How could I forget?!
Something so painful,
I'd rather be dead.
10/9/13
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Until then
PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...
