Faded photographs of mine,
gone within the time,
faces forgotten, unknown to me,
locked away in a memory box with no key.
People left behind, nothing but a mere memory,
away from me, breaking free,
like dust, wind took them away,
slowly dieing day after day.
Dumb regrets bottled up inside,
left with nowhere else to hide,
try to forget, succeed nothing at all,
slowly taking the fall.
Promises broken, pounding in my head,
so many memories of being mislead,
so many people making promises that they are unable to keep,
helped me dig my hole deep.
Scars unhealed, plastered upon my skin,
revealing the pain felt within,
red spills, smile forms, tears fall, arms and legs weaken, go unconcious. nothing left to say,
same routine every day.
Heart loses it's pulse and all that it is is a memory box,
weighed down as if filled with rocks,
slowly killing it with all of this pain,
start to go insane.
This is a cry for help, a cry to up above,
please send an angel to show me how to love,
i need help, no longer afraid,
i am so sick of being nothing but a masquerade.
