Torn

 

Torn to pieces, my heart is at halt of understanding.

 How am I supposed to understand my heart, when my mind is fighting it?

 No one else seems to mind it.

 I on the other hand despise it.

Swirls of darkness circulate through my mind, as I get lost in these confusing fights.

 None of this is right.

None of this makes sense.

I don’t even deserve a chance.

I deserve to stand alone, and for these thoughts to devour me alive.

This is like broken glass; I can’t see the reflection of any of it clearly.  

I can’t just keep going this way, I’m not this strong.

I feel as if I am on a rope, being hung; suffocating from these dark thoughts that take up my mind.

When will I find the answer, to this question in my lost mind?

I am lost, terrified even.

I should do this alone; I can’t do this alone.

Being jerked around, I am torn in the middle.

You don’t know what you’re doing to me, I’m torn.

Torn into two pieces, that will never fit the same again.

Reviews

[TheDarkKnight]

I loved it :3

[Beverly Jane]

Lol, thanks darling. :3

[TheDarkKnight]

I just.......
This is so..........
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I just.....................

[Catheryn]

. ____.

Aweee~

[Beverly Jane]

Good aww or bad aww?O_o

[Catheryn]

Good Awee 8D

[Beverly Jane]

Yay:B Thanks :)

[Catheryn]

NP! 8D