My heart has been torn in two,
Just like my mind has always been.
Bu now my fears,
Are now being seen,
In reality.
Could this hell just be of my own making?
If I could dream up a life, then why not this as well?
Was this always who I was?
Or am I someone different.
I feel locked in a cage,
Showing emotion,
But feeling nothing.
This cage it haunts me,
My dreams they devour me.
And every day a little more of my mind,
Falls into the pit of insanity.
View User's Journal
Stories
 |
Jonathan_vampire
Community Member |
