I keep telling myself it is okay.
I keep telling myself everything is the same.
But my heart cracks a little each day.
I don’t know how much more I can take.
I watch the people I care move on.
I see then try to move me with but I refuse their hands.
I am stuck in the past, the past of no return.
I am stuck, but I refuse to move one.
I keep telling myself it is okay.
I keep telling myself everything is the same.
But my heart is hollow with darkness with every passing day.
I don’t know how much more I can take.
I sit in the cold not wanting to look at the people who I care for smile.
I feel the effects it has on me as I cry myself to sleep.
The world moves on and yet I still want to stay.
I feel myself falling apart as my eyes dry out, I know I am stuck.
I keep telling myself it is okay.
I keep telling myself everything is the same.
But my heart screams to be stopped with now every breath that passes my lips.
I do know, how much more I can take.
As I sit there all I can do is dream that this pain would end.
I refuse to move on and watch the ones I care be happy.
But why is it me that has to suffer, I care so much,
I care so much, that is the reason I stay behind.
I keep telling myself it is okay, it will never be okay.
I keep telling myself everything is the same, everything has changed.
My heart is no longer human as it screams for hope.
This…is how much more I can stand.
My heart stops as I scream to the black skies of which I created.
My body slowly stops moving as a sense consumes me, this is how much I can take....
This is how much I can take….without love….
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