Insomnia
Insomnia:
A part of me died that night..
Everything was cloudy I was so blind I lost my sight
What did I do to deserve this? How can I wish to reserve this?
Talking from sunset to sunrise couldn’t change the fact that my eyes weren’t dry
How I blamed myself when I would cry not knowing I was living a lie
How could you be so insensative? How could you cut me so deep....
How could you ask me to leap deep down knowing I could no longer breathe
Why must I be the one to suffer in silence? Why must my brokenheart still love you with all the shattered pieces...
How could can I hide my pain so well when I am drowning
I must build emtional walls
I must let go
Maybe sometimes its better not to know because the truth can kill just as fast as living a lie
—Mia Marie
