There is an ache in my chest I cannot be rid of,
I wake up every morning hoping today is the day it won’t hurt.
I sometimes wonder if this pain is my punishment for throwing
away everything good I have ever had in my life.
Every inch of me craves your touch, I wish it would stop.
I want to let you go, I know you’re happier without me,
but no matter where I turn the shadows cast your face back at me.
I desperately need to hear your voice, yet it terrifies me because
I know I would only hear the sound of your disgust.
It’s difficult to breath these days, I try to pull in air and
all I feel is dizzy, nauseated, as though my body is rejecting itself.
But life must go on. Time to put on the mask, smile and be fine, just fine.