My head is spinning. Faster and faster, with thoughts of the bad things, the good things, and more sad things. My soul is slowly getting darker, my heart slowly losing it's love.
I can't feel without losing it. I can't love without getting hurt. I can't do this, but I still keep going. For what reason do I keep doing this? Why do I keep putting myself through this? Why not end it?
Well, there are people who would cry. They would turn into what I am, and I never want anyone to feel the way I do. They'll forget how to feel, and lose it right after they learn again. They'll get hurt everytime they start loving. They'll soul will be as black as mine is, and they'll heart will hurt.
If I give up, they will. I can't let them know... If they know they'll ask questions, worry. When in the end thy don't care one bit. They act well, but I am better. They play hide and seek, where I am the seeker and they hide. They try to hide behind a facade of "are you ok" and "I am so sorry", but I always find it. Why? Well because I just have to look for what looks most like me and what I do....
