The lightning striking down on a lonely tree as the wind howls and the rain pours hitting the pavement with a quiet scream. I'm the guy sitting in the dark, with my broken dreams and misery's, my shattered hopes and my dying love.
The rain hitting me on the head, water falling from my face and the thunder yelling so loud as if it its yelling at me or behind me. My tortured heart begging for happiness and sun but all I get is screaming and yelling and dark days.
I'm far away from the city, far away from home, I'm far away from civilization and I'm broken, I'm broke down. My shadow has lost its way and he cant find me anymore but I stopped looking for him the last time I died.
My smile hurts now, I feel the skin peeling and my lips bleeding when I try to smile. All I do is look up and stare. All I get is the thunder, the lighting, the feeling of hopelessness. I'm broken, like that doll in front of me but that doll cant feel anything, with only one eye and one leg and no arms but it still has its smile painted on with no peeling skin or bleeding lips.
Its just a black world I am surrounded in, with loud noises and empty promises that the rain will stop but it doesn't and I can never find home in this weather. Holding on to my other hand is the only hope in knowing someone else will hold it one day.
I'm lost in this cold world and frankly I just don't know how to feel anymore as I am use to this feeling, this sick empty feeling.
I'm not broken, just damaged.
VIA: S&SS
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