the air smells of old laughter
and emptiness
and the blank expression on my face
tells you how i feel
when i dont want to feel anymore
and i slept alone last nite
and i'm too empty on the inside
to be this hurt
at my own masochism
when the world always turns its back
and walks away from me
well its four in the morning
rain on my window
and i feel so stale
and so troubled
that i dont want to bother
anyone
anymore
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my world was shaken up
and all i wanted
was to void myself away
and hide my own emotions
from myself and me
and when it starts to rain
i cant help but feel the pain
and i am too afraid to stay
in the backseat
it feels like five minutes ago
when it was really much longer
than we imagined
and beneath my bruises
lies a fragile little soul
and beneath my burning heart
lies an empty little world
how long can i be like this
before i break my own veins
and how long can i survive
without tearing away my brain
all poetry, all words, written and copyrighted by me, this girl, C53,
and lets keep it that way!