Tuesday, 23 April 2013

My thoughts are killing me

My thoughts are killing me,
And people don't even notice,
The strangled voice that used to laugh,
Is gone,
Replaced with this paranoid fear,
And I am shaking in the dead of night,
Like some junkie who has missed a shot,
Blinded by my own lies,
From reality and my dream world,
I know not,
Makes no difference in the haze,
To me it is all the same shade of grey,
And I tremble,
Wrapping my arms around myself,
To keep from shattering myself apart,
I let go of what was once,
The tattered remains of my heart,
I grow smaller,
And smaller still,
Till I'm invisible to those who would call,
I fade out into the background noise,
Till you no longer notice me at all.

~Rei Shiori

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