DragonsTime

What am I going to do when the best part of me was always you? I'm falling to pieces. But then again, I always have been. I feel nothing, and I am doing this because I am helping you. I am getting you to learn of my mistakes. I can't cry, I can't be happy, I can't be sad. I can't feel anything. When we had that conversation, when I told you I was leaving you and we were done, I felt nothing, and that pains me. I can't feel anything. When I say these things, don't tell me I am lieing about either feeling or not feeling. You will never understand. I feel pain, anger, misery, angony, all these things. But I can't feel anything. Anger and agony i

I was walking home from school one day, and when I was about half way, I saw a little boy. He smiled at me, and I stopped. 'What's that? Is that... blood?' I asked myself. He started to walk to me, and I saw more detail. He had emerald eyes. His smile was devilish, it seemed. He had mid-brown hair, nicely combed and well-washed. His pants were sea-blue and his t-shirt was sky-blue. His shoes were as red as flames. His belt was a different shade of red flame. He stopped maybe five feet away from me, and his devilish smile became a sweet smile. I started to cross the road. "Wait," he said. I turned around, "Huh?" "Wait" "What do you want?" "

My heart has been broken. I am bleeding. I should have bleed to death years ago. But why am I still alive? Why do I continue to endure this pain? What's holding me in place? My heart has been broken. And I have not foudn a cure. My heart has been broken. And I have not found a way to mend it back. I have not found something, ot someone, to help me forgot the pain, either. My heart has beem broken. And the blood won't stop. My pulse is starting to quicken. And my heart is starting to heal. But it will leave a scar. A scar that will forever be a burden. This Scar will make me stay back in the past, will make me remember all the bad things. And