• As things of old begin to surface
    The pain that was hidden for so long
    slowly starts to consume whats left of you
    eating you alive from the inside out


    Sleepless nights*

    Lying in bed
    Music blasted
    Gasping for air

    Trying desperately to keep everything inside....all bottled up
    Frantically clutching knees to chest with all the strength you can muster just to keep your insides from bursting
    A tear begins to cascade downward
    you feel your heart slowly tearing itself apart piece by piece
    Unable to move or breathe
    Wanting for once to be incapable of emotion

    Anything would be better than the gut wrenching pain now
    coursing through out your entire body
    nothing could ever compare to this...