How I Feel Inside
Sitting alone in the dark,
while i slowly start to mark.
Where the pain has to begin,
and slowly there comes an end.
As i sit here and start to feel dead,
everything becomes filled with red.
All i feel is your hurt,
then the darkness starts to lurk.
I cant keep living like this,
everything starts fading in the mist.
I allowed you to hurt me so much,
when all i needed was a punch.
You played every game in the book,
and left me standing here like a crook.
You already took all you wanted,
you could have at least made me feel like something.
This has to come to an end,
even if it means we aren’t friends.