Who do you tell???
how do I yell???
Why cant they tell??
Im locked in my own shell...
Im holding myself for ransom...
The ransom is my heart...
But I don't want it in full...
Oh no!!!
I must have it in pieces...
And once they have all run out...
My fate will b clear...
So I put myself through this hell...
Over and over...
The tears crash on me...
And all I can think is...
I hope I drown...
Maybe I do it because...
You can only break a heart so many times...
And now that I have done it to myself yet again...
I fear my "friend"...
That I have just run out of pieces... Goodbye
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