I'm stuck here, numb and frozen
while the world around me got older.
I still remember the day you left,
with tears streaming down your face.
You left me a note saying 'Farewell and take care.'
I lost the strength in my knees,
collapsed on the concrete-
it was like I was being set on fire.
The pieces of me were blazing
while my heart became cold and tired.
I can't go anywhere without crying.
Did you ever feel anything?
Are you out there, feeling good and happy while I'm choking?
I'm crying,
but don't worry,
I'll be fine in a milli-second.
That's me, isn't it?
Hiding behind an indefined mask as soon as the feeling hit.
I broke the vase of flowers near my dresser.
Tell me, what should I do?
With the pills in my hands and the shadow in my mind,
I kept thinking that I have never been this bad-
I have succumbed into a shell.
A ghost of my former self.
I can't be stuck in a coma
or cut my wrists until the day is over.
Where the fuck are you?
This is when I can't hold myself
together with tape and glue.
