Trapped
Denial is trapping.
As are all things we do.
Pain holds us hostage to it.
Everything I had without you.
Even reading doesn't feel right.
Their suffering isn't there.
In face I can't get away at all.
Anytime, anywhere.
To be trapped in life.
I've always been, I suppose.
I go through the motions.
Everything it's own pose.
Everything it's own lie.
Built for lack of self.
I need to get away.
Put feeling on a shelf.
You gave it some meaning.
Around you I dropped the wall.
But that became my problem.
My own little downfall.
You never saw it coming,
on the day you were going to die.
I never knew how it would work.
As I began to cry.
So now I'm all alone.
And trapped I will remain;
In false hope, false belifs.
Waiting for your breath again.
Raventhedarkgoddess: I have no idea who's P.O.V. This one's for you, nobodyslisteningLP, just my little way of saying thanks, you're the greatest, and I love you.