elizabeast
The spectrum of feelings
That was falling over me;
Suffocating me,
Holding me against my will.
I didn't want to,
But I feel this way.
I'm terribly afraid that
I love you.
Help me, I'm sobbing.
I don't know why, but I am.
No one cares enough to see
my pain; true, dark, hateful pain.
But in the end,
it won't matter..
Will it?
I lay here sobbing,
My heart crying out.
Why does no one hear me
When I try to shout?
Can you feel my pain,
I think I'm going insane.
Please, help me.
In a sense, incense is an outer-world scent
Instantly, like a thousand knives, their words cut right through me. My bleeding heart was gone, there was nothing left to salvage. They had killed me.