• Stricken by the sight
    Of what I do not know
    A knife cut through me
    And dug into my soul
    The only thing I can not decide
    Is whether I actually like you
    -
    Bitten by everydays worth
    Of things I cant describe
    Hollowed into someone I dont even know
    I decieved myself
    And decieved others as well
    -
    Hollowed out by thoughts
    Dared to be described
    Aching by my half beating heart
    Saving tears for unexpected visits
    By unthoughtful people
    -
    Always waiting for something to fall
    Never thought of my heart sinking to the ground
    Soul is torn
    From unfragile people
    Need to see what i do not know
    Crying from the inside out