I don't belong here
Go off, to a faraway land
Where foes are none & friends are done
Where the only sound is silence
You say, I've abandoned you
You say, nostalgia will be your guilt
Cause no, we're not letting you back in
to Heaven, Heaven
I may have died, but I died in piece
In piece
One whole, split up between two worlds
I ran for a reason
At least it was in vain
I don't want this world to blame my problems on
Been tired for three years
Of living in a bubble, with wings
Freedom rings
Depressed in a pool of happiness
I won't fix, so I let it go, let it go,
Won't let it go on forever
I may have died, but I died in piece
Can't alleviate the pain I feel
Angels, all of you, separate
You won't feel like Angels after I
Selfish reasoning, life has left you
behind
Wish I could be, but I can't feel anymore
YOU ARE READING
Feeling Too Much
PoetrySongs and poetry I write when I'm at risk of feeling numb. I also read books, make origami, play Transformice, or eat. Here's my writing though.