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Im still stuck

I cant seem to fight these feelings

Im stuck between the pages

the pages of this book

the book of my life

nearing death



Im so empty inside

ive lost everything close to me

im crying

dying

feels like paper cuts against my brain

no longer standing

she took my pride, its all down the drain



I wish I didn't care anymore

wish I could care less

but I see the hapiness she stole from me

so many stands ive made

but I still fall and then I fade



I keep trying

but im dying

im crying

tears of blood

laying in a puddle of mud



Thinking back to how close we were

but now its like im a shadow

only to disappear with the light

and im payed no attention

with all this tension

held inside

when i try to hide

from everything ive deffied



I was the one who was moved

moved by everything you said

the words you spoke to me

now I can no longer be

the person i was before

because i lost you

once again...

and with it, I lost a piece of myself



Am I alive?

I wish I was dead

wish I was never born instead

cr;ying every night, in my bed

all these tears I have made

but you dont seem to care

no more of your voice

slowly it kills me



My heart claws and screams inside

Am I alive?