Friday, July 28, 2017

Colder 7/28/17

I lay here becoming
Colder inside
With every breath
I believe truly
That there is something
Wrong with me
Something broken
Because a person isn't
Supposed to go through
Life
So numb
So tired of being hurt
That you've cut yourself off
From feeling anything
From allowing yourself
The forbidden pleasure of
Allowing yourself
To be loved
Because finding yourself
Daring to reach for something
You haven't allowed yourself
To feel and finding that
It was nothing more than a
Cruel joke
A whim of someone
Just as broken
Could be the last hurt
You allow yourself to feel
Before you truly find yourself
Completely lost
And unable to love
And unwilling to try