It hurts to feel...to live...to heal...from all the wounds you know they won't seal...
You can't control
anything...what you see,what you feel,what you hear...
It was all written way before we were even here...
It's scary to know...in this next moment you may disappear...your soul may leave, your beat may stop...
To know that your end might be that near...
Life is hard...everyone says that! but do you realize how many meanings that sentence hold?
It means that you can't stop your thoughts, your mind, your breath, your puals...
You're suffocating under all that noise... you know you're weak but you would never let them know...
It comes to the point where every voice just seems so slow...
Where you are aware of every breath you blow...
Every move ,every sound...you know...
Your breath becomes heavy, your thoughts are no longer happy...
You fear that you are so close to insanity...
Every thing just seems so full of misury...
You can't move your body... your mind is taking all of your energy...
Your tears falling, you didn't even feel when did they started gathering...
You can't talk...every word you say... is a knife going through you... isn't killing your self counts as a felony?
Your inner voice screaming please help me...
Yet all you say is EVERY THING IS OKAY.
