Monday, March 16, 2015

Sick inside

Forgive me for being empty,
I understand if you,
Want out of this.

Forgive me for being dreadful,
Unable to get out of bed,
To fake another smile.

Forgive me for being unable,
To handle anything but the truth,
I prefer the cold and hard hell,
I've always seen, for unknown pleasure.

Forgive me for not saying,
That I love you too,
When I so clearly do.

Forgive me for not being,
Anything you thought,
I am not only a sad girl...

Yet it appears to be,
That lately,
My happy self has left me.

Forgive me for not being,
The girl you kissed that first time,
The girl you made your own.

Forgive me for forgetting,
About all in the heart,
But it's empty,
Every little shattered part.

Forgive me,
For forgetting,
All there is,
To life.

Forgive me for,
Longing for the knife.

Forgive me,
For listening,
To the voices inside of my head,
Forgive me for once again I'm sad.

The sickness inside a head, is one to be unseen and unheard.

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