UNTITLED...

Hands cold
Body shaking
Temperature dropping.
Feeling lifeless and weak.
I'm making my transition.
Finally getting my wish.
I've waited for so long
To feel, to think, to care....LESS
Pulse dropping, as I hit the floor
It's finally over.
No more long days, feeling...
No more long nights, thinking...
No more caring about.....anything.
It's finally gone.
And I feel......I don't.
And that feels.........I don't know.
Finally, finally, finally
..........HEARTLESS

......Sincerely, Me

Writing....

Why try if you don't?
Why care if you won't?
I'm tired of crying over you.
You're not worth the stress I'm going through.
No more words left to say.
Tired of this circle,
The stupid games you play.
Too tired, nothing left.
Guess I have to do what's best.
I'm letting you go, even though it hurts.
But holding on feels worse.

..........Sincerely, Me

One Last Cry

I'm oka right now. I haven't cried in a while.
I live life the way I want and I'm happy.
On the other hand, I see others struggling.
Plain as day. I can see they are scared to make friends
Or even converse.
Some even mask themselves in confidence and pride.
Portraying something they are not.
Smiling in your face and crying behind it.
And thats not even the worst part.
I'm a sensitive soul.
I see your pain and have no choice but to share it with you.
I wonder why that is.
I finally have my life on track.
And now here I am facing someone else's fears.
But the harder I think, the harder it hits me.
I'm a sensitive soul who was put here
To attract and be a guiding light to other sensitive souls.
Sometimes nobody knows the words to see you through.
But thats oka because, talking doesn't always help.
Sometimes you just need a good listener.
So here's what i'll do for you.
I will be that space that no one will fill.
That shoulder for you to cry on.
A confidant when you need.
So go ahead, cry. You need it.
And for you, I'll do you this one favor.
One last tear for one lost soul.
I promised myself I'd never do it again.
But for you I'll share........ONE LAST CRY

..........Sincerely, Me

THE REAL ME

You see me smile everyday
But do you know the real me?
I laugh and seem happy.
But do you know the real me?
When I come home everything changes.
You don't know the real me.
On the outside I'm happy.
I always have a smile on my face.
It's all a fascade.
I hide behind a mask,
A mask of happiness, smiles, and laughter.
Everynight the mask comes off,
When no one is around.
I take it off and put it on the shelf
Only I know the real me.
I hide it so well God doesn't even know who I am.
After the mask comes off,
My real feelings come out.
Tears stream down my face.
I try to fight them.
But after a long day of fighting, the real me,
I'm tired. I give in.
I bury my face into my pillow and cry.
A number of emotions take over me.
Pain, anger, sadness.
I cry and cry for hours.
But no one will ever know because
They don't know the real me.
Ther hurt and pain I feel.
Because I hide it behind a mask of happiness and smiles.
And I hide it well.

....Sincerely, Me
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