I ended it. It was me who let him go. Because all i wanted was to be free. To not feel suffocated. I got that 'freedom'. Yet it was stolen - And now im suffocated with an empty space where you once were. A space that you controlled with such
I don’t mean to talk about life, try to reflect on my existence or anything of the sort. The reason why I am writing this is because I hope to finally understand what has been troubling me for so long, this is simply an attempt to obtain emotional freedom!
I am trapped underneeth a whole, no were to go.
Go get some help for I can come home.
Go spread the word that I came home.
I left home because I had no hope I'm glad I came home to unberry my living soul.
Have you ever been in a situation where you don't know what to do because you feel both things to do are right? You don't know whether you should speak your mind or tell them what you think they want to hear.
You feel lost at words sometimes
You feel you need someone to stop you from the lies
No one sees you while you wipe away your tears
But they can hear you struggle with their fears
All I want is to say one thing,
But I can't even say one word.
It's been like that ever since the incident,
Do you know about it or have you not even heard?
Perhaps we fell into ruins, letting our thoughts get the best of us. I thought of you yesterday, and many yesterdays. What happened to us? I questioned that a lot. Where did our love go? Our unity? I feel this guilt expressing myself towards you.