Falling out
Ever tried to love somebody who was never there?
Someone you constantly had to question, if they even care?
Ever have to fight for every waking moment that you spend at their side.
But half of the time, you don’t know what is going on inside?
Every time you turned around, you wonder if they were ever standing there?
And all you can think of is how life is just not fair.
Then all you can wonder is “Is it even worth it?”
All this pain and agony, and every mental fit.
All of the worry, all of the doubt.
All you want to do, is just scream and shout.
Your eyes sting constantly, and your lips are dry.
And all you can think about, is how much you want to die.
Your throat feels like its burning, and you can barely breathe.
All you ever want to know, is why did it leave?
The love was lost, and in came the rain.
The fire died down, and on came the pain.
You feel like your falling, into a pit of despair,
and all you ever wanted, was to run your fingers through their hair.
Stumbling into a black hole, and there is no escape.
Why does fate have to be filled with such hate.
You are falling out, falling out of love.
What a terrible feeling it is, shot down from above.
This sinking feeling, one can never break free.
Why do I have to be so drowned in misery.
-Renée 2000
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