I'm sorry, I've never been one to talk about my feelings
I've always been real good at concealing
I have learned to take my sadness and throw a veil over it
Painting signs of happiness as my inner demons scream for me to just submit
To just give up, to stop fighting
But I refuse to, so I turned to writing
I write how I feel
Because lately I am forgetting what is real
I have worked so hard to be something I'm not
That I couldn't notice when my insides started to rot
I know you are only trying to save me
But these demons just won't flee
They latch on and they eat my happiness
And I stand watching, helpless
My soul is deteriorating
And I'm sorry to keep you waiting
But I'm telling you now
You should just give up, you can't save me anyhow
YOU ARE READING
Lost Letters To No One
RandomSnippets of emotion from the abyss that is my soul.~ Me trying to be poetic at 3 am...