You ask me how my day was and I say fine.
You have no idea that my heart is in denial. And my mind is completely blank.
My happiness is gone as I walk in this world.
The thoughts in my head have me wishing I was laying somewhere cold.
The smile is what people see on my face.
It’s just a poor reflection of a wounded soul.
The days are so long and the problems in my mind make me question if I should carry on?
Do you want to love or do you want to have fun?
The answers buried in the hell hole of sadness.
Everything I once dreamed of no longer seems important.
When I wake up from a night’s sleep I wonder if today will be a better day. Or will I feel less empty hearted?
Or will yet again it will be a burden from yesterday?
