one is broken up
one is misunderstood
one is busy
so goes three to none in a blink of an eye
gone the nestling in one’s arms, the laughing giggles, the debauchery
not sure what to do with myself
no energy to keep on going or will to survive
just want to lay here and well… die
social activities, shopping, and breaking the bank no longer hold back the tears
yet, i can’t cry
i’m not sure why
i just want to be able to sob, to have relief, to scream and moan and get it all out of my system
but something holds me back
maybe it’s the pride of being left
the pride of always being reachable but never being able to reach
i deserve better?
i don’t know
i don’t really care right now
i just want to be able to cry
and let it all flow out
