March 25
It has been ten days since that horrible night. Ten days since my world crumbled, and my heart shattered into a million pieces. It has been ten days since my life ended.
I have been unfaithful to you, Dear Journal, because I could not bear to think. And I knew if I opened you, it would be to spill the rest of my broken heart.
It was so awful. I will never forget it as long as I live. It is fresh in my mind every waking hour. The memories invade my dreams, whenever I close my eyes.
It has been ten days since that horrible night. Ten days since my world crumbled, and my heart shattered into a million pieces. It has been ten days since my life ended.
I have been unfaithful to you, Dear Journal, because I could not bear to think. And I knew if I opened you, it would be to spill the rest of my broken heart.
It was so awful. I will never forget it as long as I live. It is fresh in my mind every waking hour. The memories invade my dreams, whenever I close my eyes.
Published by Amazing Things Press.
It’s a coldness that comes from deep within,
A darkness complete, it has no end,
Silence becomes your closest friend.
It’s living a life of unimaginable fear,
Beyond the pain, not a single tear,
A constant scream only you can hear.
It’s an impossible life that won’t let you die,
A broken wing and you longer fly,
The voices drown out the loudest of sighs.
It’s an infinite sadness that rips you apart,
An agony so great, you know from the start,
The mind only stops with your beating heart.
A darkness complete, it has no end,
Silence becomes your closest friend.
It’s living a life of unimaginable fear,
Beyond the pain, not a single tear,
A constant scream only you can hear.
It’s an impossible life that won’t let you die,
A broken wing and you longer fly,
The voices drown out the loudest of sighs.
It’s an infinite sadness that rips you apart,
An agony so great, you know from the start,
The mind only stops with your beating heart.
Published by Amazing Things Press.
