Things Inside My Heart...
My Muted Misery Ah, bittersweet memories, Alas! The years gone by! Numbness is welcomed; pain is a friend. I have cried all I could cry. Empty, broken, dead inside. A flower: wilted, dried. A smell, a song, a certain voice- All over again, I say goodbye. Weathered and worn. Stretched and torn. At my limit- yea! I cannot stop. I cannot break. Alas, I'm needed by they. Dried eyed, Live another day. Time's passed; time's gone. Move on: the only way. Pain so deep, Numbing within, Squeezing out the life. I walk on; there's no win. Either way, it's strife. Live without and just pretend, Yet, it can be felt. Live with it, always there. Yea- Life's cards are still dealt. Bittersweet memories, Come calling again. Ach! The years gone by. A dried out well, a tree decaying from inside. No one sees, No one knows, The things under my skin. Masks, charades, costume parties. Empty f...