Here I stand alone
With this weight upon my heart
And it will not go away
In my head I keep on looking back
Right back to the start
Wondering what it was that made you change
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2 weeks since that fateful day
Each week I push myself forward
Refusing to succumb to the overwhelming despair
Then at the end of each week
I crack & I break again
Why is it that all the songs I hear now
Tells me something about what we used to share?
I never found it this hard to forget
Then again..
I guess that's simply because
I refuse to forget
I write these empty words
Reaching out to an invisible audience
Others go on with life
Happily without a second thought
I laugh along like a hypocrite
I can't talk..so I tease
I can't cry..so I laugh
It all started as a dream
Now that its over
I wonder if it really was a dream
Then I wish that I had never woken up
No..
Don't look at me with your sympathy
Don't show me your irritation
I used to think that people over dramatized their heartbreak stories
After all..it's just another blow isn't it?
That's the way I used to think
Not anymore
Now that I know..the pain I'm going through alone
I would never wish this pain on my worst enemy
All the hurt & misery I'm going through
Trying to hate but end up hating myself
To be perfectly honest..
Half the things I've planned to do..
Now I have lost the will to even start doing
What's the point?
Who cares?
No one.
This is me,Patricia