it seems the more i venture, the more i become numb. its seeping into me.
like poison, its spreads slowly, corrupting my feelings, my thoughts, my understanding.
how could this be, that i can't take what i see?
what i used to feel filled flowers in my heart,
but the one who gave me a sense of belonging,
the person who changed me.
is changing me back into stone.
this feeling, cloaking me,though awkwardly familliar,
is being despised by its owner.
I used to have so much faith.
Under these circumstances,
sometimes i wished i didn't know all this.
i want to love,
but how blind do i need to be till i can't see the road in front of me?
the problem is because i care enough about whats left of this ruined building.
No comments:
Post a Comment