All i want is one reason, one reason as to why I force my self out of bed.
One reason as to why i have to spend countless hours walking amongst those i no longer find to be a part of me.
Why i have to tire for people who don't even recognise me.
who never take my feelings my thoughts into account.
Why must I spend all this time trying to please those who are never pleased no matter how hard i might try. No matter how broken I am.
Can no one see. I can no longer force myself to inhale, because if i do is there any guarantee i might ever exhale.
My heart my mind, no longer respond to my pleas, to just go on for this live.
Just stick it through find the light at the end of this tunnel.
But is there really any light at all.
Or am I just going through all this plight for nothing.
They say to me its the hard times that make the good times better.
But what if the hard times never end.
Will these ghosts never leave me.
Will these shadows, these horrid memories never cease to haunt me, to tease me.
I can no longer see the light they all talk about, no longer see the hope they all converse about.
I can no longer wait till He decides to end my plight to spare me.
The Day I Write About Emotions
1 year ago