My eyes are dry
My limbs are sore
My heart is heavy
I feel so weak
I’m tired of seeing your face in my dreams
I’m hurting all over from trying to hold you to me
My heart is broken, shattered, torn
My own weakness again I scorn
My eyes are dry
My limbs are sore
My heart is heavy
I feel so weak
I won’t look at myself in a mirror
I can’t stand to be touched anymore
My heart is empty and I cannot fill it
My weakness once again poisons me
My eyes are dry
My limbs are sore
My heart is heavy
I feel so weak
My body fails me now and I can’t stop it
My mind reels upon its self and I am falling
The only feeling I have now is a desperate desire to escape.
Author notes
I originally started writing this while I was going through my divorce, but it's been only recently that I've been inspired to finish it.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I can totally relate to this one. I'm still amazed that what once felt so amazing can feel so bad.
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Pitiful isn't it?
I agree. It seems a crime that something that starts out making you feel so wonderful can also end up being the same thing that makes you dread the coming of the day and the beginning of the night. It feels so wasteful in a way to spend all that energy and effort and still end up empty handed. *shakes head*
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