Sometimes people like me ...... Think of the nightmares that roam in the dark . As the sun passes me an ache fills my heart my hands start to shake my mind is awake . Tears start to fall along with my esteem I hate what I can't seem to control myself . A fog is clouding my mind making me weak ...... leaving my body behind . Tears come rapidly, In a panic a body that has no instruction . A sickness swells in my stomach , but in reality my mind is a dangerous place that plays tricks on me. My belly doesn't ache , Its my heart Its broken. . As it breaks every night I allow myself to feel to hurt.. Tears roll down my face , hands clench my heart , and a pain that doesn't leave my heart ....... rocks me to sleep .....
Sometimes it hurts to cry , crying makes it real sadness is a feel - -lingering inside when u decide to let it out it feels great . You ever felt like a person insane sometimes I feel sick ..... Again drowsy as my hands shake loss of awareness ... Hard to breathe .... unaware that you are real ? Well after so long ...... of hurting in places you knew existed for so long , because they always ached so badly . You couldn't stop it .....
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The Cold , I love within me........
Non-FictionSitting on the hard cold ground , in my pool of blood .... No furniture , dark green walls , that mimick , torture , and taunt me . Haaaaa , Haaaaaaaa , I laughed . Feeling dizzy , and light headed , I could feel myself slipping from consciousness...
