Ready For Love

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Someone tell her ....

Someone needs to tell her the words I'm afraid to say
that this life is killinq me , & it qets worse every day
& at niqhts in the dark i lay , i allow the tears to soak into my face
then i find reason more to believe i need to erase - this lifestyle that i partake in.
this lifestyle is slowly breakinq - down every past emotions I've created .
i stare into the outside & all the joy has faded.
the spotliqht that the sunshine provided for me has turned into the darkness of the moonliqht that hides me. ehh i cant explain it . but she deserves to know. its truly burninq my soul
althouqh i try to let it qo, these feelinqs just takes control . Yet i cant cross a way to let uu know.
my heart is a sealed book, written in invisible ink
i cant read it myself
my mind is much lyke a pool- no understandinq- i sink.
i drown . in my my own mind i cant swim. but aqain i cant explain it
im not sure if im makinq sense, but please, she needs to know
at times i qet to dramatic , at times im just to weak
i use to be able to hide it , but now thru the cracks i leak.
to her i cant not speak .. tell her i dont mean to make her believe i dont wanna speak
i swear that its just me, mommy please dont feel quilty. mommy u need to kno

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