Time, what can time do?
Can it heal my scarred heart?
Can it send someone to rescue me?
It can do none of that so why do people still feed me lies?
I don't want to live in a dream anymore, I want to see the reality that waits just outside my door.
The feeling of being an idiot makes me nervous and sad.
Why can't I just let it go?
My heart holds me back from seeing things without my rose colored glasses.
How long have I been asleep?
Feels as though I've been asleep all my life.
I'm suffocating and no one is there to save me.
I scream in my dreams but no one hears me.
My tears have become the river and is now killing me.
I've gone mad.
I can't help but think about it all.
My heart is filled and is about to fall and shatter.
I've fed myself lies and I don't want to do that anymore but I'm scared of how I'll end up when I see the truth.