Its A Feeling I Don't Want To Feel., by Broken-Hearted Angel. Subscribe to rss feed for Broken-Hearted Angel.

Its a feeling of neglect,
like an owner to its starving dog.
Not even being noticed,
not matter how long you stand there.
I could cry a million tears,
scream out all my fears,
and not one person would hear.

Its a feeling of lonliness,
the arms that kept me safe,
suddenly gone and so far away.
At night the cold air brushes against me,
I curl up trying to keep myself warm.
I watch as the sun rises,
and it adds on to the numberless days that I'm alone.

Its a feeling of depression,
so hard to breath,
but every time I do I hope its my last.
Time goes unnoticed, as I lay there helplessly,
waiting for death to rescue me.
My whole body goes numb,
nothing I touch feels real.

Its a feeling of fear,
I try to push away from you,
so I won't get hurt again.
But at the same time
trying so desperatly to hold on to something
but everything slips away from me so fast
and all I can do is watch everything I love
slip away from me.

Its a feeling of anger,
I just want to get my hands on someone,
and let there crys feed my hate,
give them all my pain
so they know what it feels like to live in shame
I'll let their blood ooze through my fingers
as I gain power once again.

Its a feeling I don't want to feel.
Posted: 2005-11-05 18:21:55 UTC

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