My little Butterflies.

Friday, July 30, 2010

Lost and Found.


Finally found the missing one.


..what if I wanted to go missing now?
Feeling of humiliation which not on me but that of others when with me.
Feelings of being too sensitive to everyone around.
But I know what I've done, and maybe that's why these feeling are there.


If only there was a hole for me to hide in.
A black hole to suck me in.
But for now, it's just me and my blanket.
Hiding under the covers, with nothing but the shirt on my back and emotions.


Numbing myself from all these feelings.
Is it even possible to be so robotic and just not care, feel or desire those feelings?


One found, another goes missing.

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