THE TANGLED

title of your story or chapter

There's a strange sort of numbness

that fills your heart

every time you break down

every time you fall apart

After all the tears have fallen

and most the pain is gone

when you feel a little dull

and not yet ready to move on

There's a strange sort of numbness

That's just sitting in your soul

those feelings of dead and dreary

make you wish to fall

That little bit of melancholy

that grips you like a wrench

That little bit of emptiness

Burns you with a singe.

It burns like hell

It burns hard and long

And as you clean up the ashes

You see he wasn't there all along.

Those hopes that he would change

All fell apart

Though you waited and you cared

You never had his heart

 you want to cry

To show him your hurt and pain

Tell him of your shame

but you couldn't... wouldn't...

and your heart was slain

Those silent screams that wish to be born

wish to see the world

wish to be adorn

Just sitting inside

Festering and boiling

Hurting like a gun

with a very strong recoiling.