There was an empty place inside my head,
I couldnt exactly tell you what I was missing, but then again, You didnt know I was half empty.
I walked past you for so long, holding my masked face inside my hood, you never liked me, ....what for? why?
Your words break me, I am fallen, Invisible, broken, sad.
You dont ask me how I feel about death, You just walk with me to this place..
this place of sorrow, mourning, Where the rain never stops, and the fire doesent either.
I am haunted by a life i wished for, trying to erase you from my heart. You bring me nightmares and hurt. I dont even remember why I cared.
I used to believe your lies, I wrote them down, I trusted you to keep me safe, you KILLED me. Just on the inside though.
You never did care about the fact that you made me live in this dungeon, this place where insanity rests. You used me, You played me.
I am broken, I am numb and you have stolen all of me.
These words are a cry for help that you tried to take from me, but I am smarter than you thought. How could you not tell me?
We stop to rest in this forgotten forest, everything around me is dead, Trees, Animals, Flowers, and I wonder why you pick this spot, this place of fear and hate.
You brought me here on purpose, I wont be left here, you cant abandon me like everyone else, I will find my way out, of this nightmare, this awful place you wish I would get lost and die.
you created this empty spot in every part of my body, every inch of me longs for you, like an addiction..you are a craving and I will end this withdrawal.
You have broken my trust, but not my spirit,
you have broken my words, but not my heart.
I have found a new meaning, and you are not it, I have found beauty in me, since were apart.
You are nothing...
You never asked how I felt about death, You just took me to this place, A place of emptiness and suffering, You beat me, and Laughed in my face, You tortured me.
Thats why I didnt ask if you wanted Me to go, I just left, found my own way out, So I could BREATHE again. So I could LIVE again.
and I must say I havent felt better, Than I do right now, Sharing your true self with the world, So everyone will know that you are now.... FORGOTTEN
Published by Camie Doll
I am 24! I am married. I LOVE GOD, CHURCH, AND FAMILY. I have been writing since I was 12. Drawing only for a couple years. I love photography! I love my pets, they are my kids! View profile
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