on My Own
Time is getting slower, the air feels heavier, space is
getting compacted, a feeling of claustrophobia is comming over me. But
every time I stop thinking about it, i feel even more lost than before.
It hurts so much to think, but it's so hard to pertend. I don't
know what's wrong with me, but I feel the tears swelling up again. I
don't understand why I can't just forget about you, this pain,
that part of my life-that's over! Why do I want you to come back to
me so bad, when you've hurt me so much. I wish I had someone to help
me get through this pain, but I know I have to do this on my own. No
matter how much it hurts this pain will help me grow.