You have no idea
what it feels like
to want something
so bad that it
kills you inside,
literally tears you open,
and eats at you
and eats at you,
until you're nothing.
You have no idea
what it feels like
to hate the only person
to whom you truly can relate,
yourself,
and this hatred,
as sharp as a rigid blade,
digs deeper and deeper
into whatever it is
that holds you together,
until you're now
something known as
"what was".
You have no idea
what it feels like
to not look forward
to tomorrow,
to not give
even a thought
towards the yesterdays,
let alone a today,
and all you can breathe
is emptiness,
which, in the long run,
like everything else,
will make no difference
whatsoever.
You have no idea... |
