They say we can not live without feelings.
But one day I what to.
They say that if you tell someone else that it get's better.
But it does not.
They say that if you show what you fell you are not weak.
They lie.
I will not tell.
I will not show the crack in my soul.
The pain I have.
I look around and see the other moving on.
But I stay.
Just one action.
A shadow that I can not get over.
They say a mom's love for their kids is a bond that can not be broking.
They do not know my pain.
I just want one day to not fell the pain.
One day that I can be human.
One day the past will stay just that.
But no one hear me scream.
No one stops and listens.
No one knows what I am going throw.
Just a small town girl.
No one will miss.
Just one action and I was broken.
She told me to be good.
She told me to fly.
She told me to go to college.
She told me she loves me.
She told me that she was here.
But she lied.
I am good not for her.
I am not flying.
But falling.
With no one to catch me.
I will go to college but not for her word.
She was there when I died in hart.
But she did not pick it up and heal it.
She spit on it.
She burned it.
She crushed it.
She is the one who killed it.
I am a lone soldier
in a battle that I am losing.
As I near the end of my time in my sanctuary.
I think what will I do.
How will I fight.
How will I not bleed to death.
One day is all I ask for to live free and not in the shadow or pain that haunts me each and ever day.
One day I hope for some one to hear me scream.
One to help me over this killing pain.
One who can teach me to love again.
One who can save me and show me that they care.
One who can fight with me.
One to mack me forget who killed me.
But till then I am a lone soldier fighting to keep my life.
Fighting to keep what is left of my hart.
To keep it for going back to the one who killed it.
One day to live is that to much to ask for?