Invading my emotions, the very thing I fear. Overconfident, unaware and helplessly unclear. I don’t say what I must, and I suicide my trust… It’s thrown away; its implement is shameful to say the least.
So long I’ve longed to live. So long I’ve lived a lie. I sit back, contemplate but I still don’t know why. I do not love, I do not feel… I do not care at all. This longing that I mention is an empty feeling, my down fall.
Envoy to my soul… this thing I call my heart. I hope someday I can repay the gratitude it’s shown. It doesn’t feel, it doesn’t heal- I am incomplete. I am numb, but I am alive… I do not live out loud.
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