Hour after hour, smile after smile, of being who I'm not. Keeping the edge away. Keeping me soft and accommodating.
Fuck...I've got nothing left to give. Only fumes keep me moving.
The need to go home burning in my bones. To rest. To shake off the tense friction running in my veins.
I ache to be home.
I ache to be held.
So stupid. So silly. So pointless.
There's emptiness. There's only me.
Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow.
Only me.
There's no one to lean on.
There's no one to care.
There's no one that provides me sanctuary.
There's no one that shelters me from the storms.
I can't let myself be soft.
I can't let myself feel weak.
Stay strong.
Stay strong.
Embrace the emptiness.
And stay fucking strong.
Embrace the emptiness.
Cause that's all I'll ever have.
-Kat
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