My misery’s curiosity still lies behind these walls.
The yelling and the screaming continues to echo throughout the hallways.
That’s all I’m able to hear.
I don’t think I need glasses anymore, because now I can see straight through people.
Time must be moving quickly, because I feel my hair graying,
My heart aches from the stitches, that aren’t even really mending it back together, there only for show.
My souls still searching for the answers, and the souls of the rest of the lost ones.
They took a piece of me, He snatched the peace from around my neck.
I can only guess my audience is aware of the dramatic irony.
Damn, its been 10 months, and I still cant understand.
The dust has been settled, it has been swept under the rug, but even still this hasn’t become clean to me.
The feelings still linger this just isn’t the place for me to be,
a house is not a home, but I’m just trynna figure out where I’m supposed to be.
Double standards, insecurities, lies, and religion – eventually will become the death of me.
Why did she stop Goliaths hand, what would J–, never mind.
What would you have done in my situation?
He PUSHED and I prayed and still nothing happened.
Kisses on my forehead could never erase this memory.
I’m just glad to know that I got some people here for me.
I thought it was snowing in hell, when I saw who caused my cell phone to ring.
And now I’m sitting here staring at the ceiling.
I am Lonely.
I’m confined to this room, I don’t want to step outside because I feel them watching me.
Cant close my eyes because my brain projects the incident repeatedly upon my eye lids.
I can’t sleep…
My stomachs in pain — I can’t eat...
I won’t drink.
I cant think — without hurting & dropping tears left and right.
After this, I don’t think I have any fears, I only live everyday knowing ..
Fact: People aren’t obligated to you love you.