I’m going to break.
This gaping hole in my chest is filled with deceit.
My heart is weak.
I’m not going to make it.
I can’t endure the empty words
I can’t listen anymore.
I’m broken, there’s no point in picking up the pieces.
It’s a vicious cycle.
It doesn’t stop.
What a beautiful lie,
That everything will be alright.
You’re killing me.
Bury me already.
