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by Cantchangeme Mar 29, 2017 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Not sure of what I hate anymore Or if I even hate at all Can't be the person that I was Too broken from the fall Not sure if I can speak as I did The roar is quieted in me Not sure if I care anymore Whether you are blind or you see So uneasy in your presence now Where I used to feel so warm Much easier to be alone these nights Cold but sheltered from the storm A haze has set itself on everything Nothing feels lucid, nothing real In between these stabs of pain I wish I could remember how to feel