My heart is broken...
I am at the point where feeling is to much and numbness isn't enough.
I say I don't care anymore but my mind knows it's a bluff.
I have dug a hole in a place I can't describe, but it is filled with sadness, hatred, guilt, despair, fear and total destruction all driving me!!
I make myself sick in every degree.
My heart is broken...
It is like a human black hole...consuming me,
I wonder if I will ever be free?
My broken heart and hatred have become who and what I am, how I live and how I love!
I am 34 and my life is already done.
My heart is broken...
I am not living....just existing,
While the darkness in me keeps persisting!
People only see what I want them to see.
I am not who you think I am...I am not me!
My heart is broken...
