I do realize.
you cry every night.
i also cried.
Its like i died.
Its the feeling that i feel
I dont know whats the deal.
It doest feel real.
Real. No artificial no fake.
This thing is true heartache.
Its giving me so much pain.
So much pain I cannot sustain.
Its like im going insane.
Pain.
Pain is like a bit of death.
Like losing your own breath.
Its becoming hard to breathe.
Losing the ease to see.
See.
See that you cannot be.
To be who you want to be.
Becoming free….





