This is my entry to True Feelings Contest -> [link] from This piece talks about how fragile we are and how difficult it is for us to accept our loneliness or moments with ourselves if we're feeling abandoned by what we believe to be our motivation to keep loving, laughing, living ... alone I break into a thousand pieces and often can not put the pieces together as it should within me, never more...
Pick me up Been bleeding too long Right here, right now I'll stop it somehow
I will make it go away Can't be here no more Seems this is the only way I will soon be gone These feelings will be gone
Now I see the times they change Leaving doesn't seems so strange I am hoping I can find Where to leave my hurt behind All this shit I seem to take All alone I seem to break I have lived the best I can Does this make me not a man?
Shut me off I'm ready, heart stops I stand alone Can't be on my own
Am I going to leave this place? What is it I'm running from? Is there nothing more to come? Is it always black in space? Am I going to take its place? Am I going to leave this race? I guess God's up in this place? What is it that I've become? Is there something more to come? (More to come..)
So poetic. I've been broken a lot of times myself but also pulled myself along. But I guess you are right. On the long run we break without any beloved