I suddenly feel as if I lost everything I once had... Or thought I had, and nothing was ever real, and I'm actually all alone. Although for a while I believed it was true. And covered the empty void with thin visions of comfort and lies.
Alone again naturally seems like it's the way I'm supposed to be. Simply to simple to make a difference in your eyes, considered a joke to be a part of your life.
To big to believe in fairy tales, it's time to end the stories and start being real. We hadn't and never will have anything but distance between us. It was nice meeting you, and playing your game... But I'm finished.
I'll go in limbo and sink to the bottom. You'll tell me you'd swerve and crash but that's all an act. I see it. I understand you don't want to be crude and make me feel bad but honest and true feelings... For me. You must be joking.
I'll cry myself to sleep in tears of loneliness and look forward to nothing for tomorrow. The days will drag by agonizingly slow to let us suffer ever hour.
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Poems & Short stories
PoetryA montage of many different poems and such. (I've found more of my work and decided to clean this up a bit and put it in "chapters" also I've edited the mistakes and a few grammar problems to make it more enjoyable for you) :) please enjoy. **Edit a...
