Just a stupid chore

I am no longer numb, I can feel the pain once again, a trend to the end that is hard to comprehend.

Now I feel warm tears seeping out of the corners of my eyes, and a strong painful feeling, within my body it lies.

Everything around me doesn't even matter anymore, suddenly just living becomes a daily chore.

I seem happy, I know, but really I can't breath, my outside is definitely different from what's underneath.

written 11.17.04 by Anisha Blanson