Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Out in a corner and licking my own wound,
Taking in every pain. Bottling it up. Keeping it locked in the chest. The pain seeps out quietly eating me from the inside. Twenty years worth of pain. Numerous bottles of pain. Numbing out the pain. I have this syndrome where i would cry aloud for so many days. One day, I'll just stop because i had already absorbed the pain. Kept it locked deep into the cavity of my soul. I would stare into space. Pain. Pain. Pain. Is that all i would ever feel? Then you wonder. if i just died.. wouldn't it be easier? Die into an eternal void. This treacherous life left behind. The lies. The deceit. The pretend. The glances. Oh. It kills. You have no idea. The hurt. I have kept it too deep in me. I am bitter.
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you'll never absorb the pain completely. You might learn to put in different spaces, but you'll never absorb it. Life's a bitch but that doesn't mean you can let her take it all away so easily.
ReplyDeleteps: No matter how you try denying it, you're never bitter. Frustrated maybe. Badass maybe. But not bitter. You're far too fragile and beautiful to be bitter.