Friday, September 7, 2012

False Pretenses


My chest hurts, head spins
Eyes sting with the dryness of tears unshed
My smile stays, hands wring
Heart numbs till I’m among the walking dead
I lie to everyone, everyday
I keep pushing through my day to day
I’m lost on this road
But I don’t want to find the way
I want to end….I am ready
Let me

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