Fucking Empty

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
maybe i have bipolar disorder, i don't know where this shit comes from....

Submitted: August 15, 2010

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This emptiness is filling my soul, Destroying the parts of me that feel, Consuming me, I have nothing, am nothing, nothing is real. Nothing is holding me down, drowning me. If only I would let go, break free, Maybe I could survive.

A parasite of a system, bottom feeding scum, My symbiotic nature contaminates all that could become A savior, something worth believing in inside of me, freeing me. These god damn memories keep haunting me, Forcing me to lie awake at night, Writhing back and forth.

Were it not for them I would not know i was living, I could not tell i am alive.

Fucking pain. Every time you come to mind all I couldn't leave behind Fucking empty. When I open my door and of course you're not there, I knew you wouldn't be, But Christ, it still hits me like a train every fucking time. I can't think back to the good times, maybe there were none. Maybe I was by myself the whole time and you never left home. Maybe the reason you act like I don't exist is because I don't.

Letting you go is too difficult a task, I just want one more god damn smile, Anything, Just let me know it will be ok.

When I wake up you'll be right next to me, That none of this ever even happened. I can't promise I'll be perfect, Hell, I won't even promise to try, But I know that with all my heart I still love you.


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