Feeling as if no one really cares
that everything that you struggle to get done
means absolutly nothing to anyone
truely believing that if for any reason
you decided to completely give up
quit trying to acomplish whats needed
to live life by even the most pathetic means
even if you chose to one day disapear
that no one would even take notice
or spare a moment to miss you
Struggling to hold on to your santity
refusing to face the reality before you
scared to open your sightless eyes
and come to terms with your emotions
supressing all of the feelings that you have
not wanting to let them be known
finding it better to hold them
as deep as possible inside yourself
even as they torture and destroy
because it feels safer than telling another
A constant battle not to be overpowered
by an emotion that runs so deep
envading all aspects of your existance
devastated by the hateful irony
that a way to curb your suffering
is so very simple and can be so pleasing
having something like a person to hold
one whos touch can vanquish your tormentor
to find one close to this is near impossible
always you pray for the least bit of relief
