Friday, June 8, 2012

It's the little things

That do the most damage.

The constant lack of validation and compliment, or need

The lack of touch, appreciation, the lack of any emotional connection

Like a void in my soul.

The darkness takes over after a while, washing away any residue of goodness that once prevailed.

Sadness embraces me ,

Resentment,

Mindless in the acts

that destroy me slowly,

My soul is gone, my heart has been broken so many times I now embrace the careless stupidity that removes all need for love.

Why love when you know it won't last

Why bother trying when you can't trust the ending

So the reality sets in that everything has an end,

I will sleep medicated and void of dreams

dreams that could crush

souls in  it's wake

Devil come quickly and take me away

I am not meant to be here any longer.

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