I'm desperately trying to be myself again,i lost a piece of me while loving you. I barely even eat or sleep anymore,everything around me seems so unimportant,time even feels limited.
I'm suffocating but my cries for help seems pointless,upset with the decisions I've made these broken memories commuoveres me every time,putting me into a prison of emotions that i can't escape.
I'm in a box trapped six ways,my mind is the doorway but it's holding me hostage. I'm getting accustom to the pain,to the fire burning deeply within me. Although I'm the one torturing myself because of holding on to these memories,they slightly gives me a euphoric feeling every now and then.
Maybe my pain is worth something after all,i don't want to escape the prison in my mind because these memories is all i have left of you.
