The sky starts to cry,
The tears I can't spill.
So numb and emotionless,
This shell of my former self.
Meaningful quarrels,
All affect me the same.
Your expressions of feeling,
Never reach me.
I try to relate,
But this shell is too restricting.
I can't break through it,
I don't want to.
It protects,
From pain and torment.
It shields,
From hate and rejection.
I am dependent,
On invisible barriers.
I can't let go,
Forget me. |