Maybe tomorrow...

I cannot breathe but that's not new
my pain runs deep because of you
and if you cared perhaps you'd see
how deep the sorrow you're causing me
but today you live as if all is fine
this emptiness only consuming my mind
maybe tomorrow I'll breathe again
but I'll never be able to call you my friend

Ignorance is never bliss

The ignorance of others is often the root of my pain. My soul is covered in the scars of other people's lack of knowledge, about me, about themselves, about the world. What they don't know does hurt me, does break me. And though I shall put myself back together again somehow, I will still be scarred. I will still carry the burden of another's ignorance. I will still be alone...

Waiting Sucks

She waits for blue to lead her to a love that shall always be true...