Botteling the Emotion

The hardest part is loosening that tight grasp you gave me
Guiding me through my seemingly nonexistent ache
You held me as if I wouldn't be there tomorrow
All you cared for was me, but all i did was think about my sake

Strength is no longer an adjective I'm used to
A ongoing cycle of pain and distress is all life seems to be
Wheres the ending to all this hurt I hear about
Maybe there is no stopping of the pain for me

I drop on my knees and cry out once more
No one is there, no one is ever there
Looking in the mirror i see only a body
While inside dwells the pain and discomfort ill never be willing to share

They say the want to help me with comfort
Why does this feeling never seem to come up when I speak
Theres nothing to comfort, only an empty space where once stood a heart
This wall inside of me, blocking the emotion, is one day sure to leak