Thursday, 23 May 2013
Thinking or Sinking
My heart keeps getting stabbed over and over
It's because im still here, breathing in this broken body
With an even more of a broken mind
This ship is sinking...
I'm not sure if I am even thinking...
The waters come flooding in
I dont know where to begin...
Trying to find the heart of peace in this storm,
Those sharp words , that harsh talk
and yet I cannot think
All my pearls down the kitchen sink
All my dreams being ripped up in front of me
I cant handle this. How can I think with all this noise?
How am I supposed to sleep?
I am so desperately unhappy without you
Here I am without a clue
I really dont know what to do
This boat is sinking...
I might just need to stop