My heart racing with pain
But no words can even bare to come through my lips.
MY heart tired of being broken.
Tired of trying to repair it self over and over.
MY mind aching for a companion.
Aching for someone who understands.
Someone who knows its self with out ever looking at them.
My love continuously spilling out
With no one to ..love
My self. Broken
Pain. Fear.
Screams.
Laughter.
Confusion.
All mixed up in a place.
A place were there is no light. No color
Nothing less.
Just Blackness.
Covering my soul...my spirit.
I do not know why.
But I will understand.
I will try.
MY self soon repaired.
Never to be broken again.