I've been lying to myself. I told myself to move on, but my mind, body, and soul can't. For the first time in a long time, I felt reality reality of hugs, kisses, and true emotions that I thought were frozen, but I lost the one person God has chosen. The nightmare became vicious and ferocious. Destroying our emotions. We fell and become broken. I still feel the connection. Something my heart can't continue to reject. This is so depressing I lay empty and restless for losing the love that always kept me breathless.
I'm empty, soulless, and broken. I don't know anymore, I don't feel anymore, and what's left of me is pain. Hidden pain, I hide behind the smile, yes the smile that only wishes for happiness and peace in my mind. Yet I'm blind. So in the dark, I cry, one day life will be done with me like a common whore on the street. I whither away wishing to see my little brother someday. Who am I? I've forgotten as I grow empty and rotten. This world is not for me, one who is dark, lonely, and empty.