to care is to love
when love leads
to doubt
can you make your mind shut it out??
hope is for the best of wishes
but what comes of when you have no hope to hope with
when it comes down to this how can one react
depression
it lives breaths and eats at your soul
it screams LET ME OUT!!!
then your tears start to flow and all you can hear is
"does he really??" "please dont let it be false"
why oh why must my belly sink with these horrid thoughts and dreams
he adds the pretty the skinny and the lovely
"what of me??" does that little voice squeak
"im not pretty or skinny nor am i even close to the lovely girls he adds"
"am i a toy to play with then disregard??"
thats when the chills start
slowly from the back of your neck down to the tips of your fingers down your spin
you quake and quiver
her heart it breaks with each little murmur of his silken voice
"i love you" "i wont hurt you" "i dont play games like those other fools"
deep inside she wants to believe but yet something disagrees
theres that voice again the one that squeaks
"you know its a lie save your self before you die" then the chills start up again as she screams inside her head
"LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" "I KNOW HES TRUE!!!" "HE WONT HURT ME LIKE HE HURT YOU!!" but some how she knows deep deep down she hears the whisper "but i am you you are me we feel this pain when we know its a sin"
there they go again those chills with this fear she whispers her voice full of un shed tears
"but he loves me he said so himself....at least i think he loves me"
why isnt there a book to tell each sing of what the difference is between like ,love, and play
if there were i wounder what it would say
would it make it easyer
or harder to love
is love even real
or is it a bust
these she can not tell a single soul
for if she did her life would unfold
the hurt the pain the pushing away
she can not trust it is forbidden
shes hurt and crying there forsaken
her thoughts remain censored and forsaken even to the ones she loves
the battle she wages still remains till someone takes her doubt away
