Blind

It's a painful thing
To look in the mirror and think,
"
Why
me?
"
It's a painful thing to live your life
Thinking
"
Why
me?
"
It's a painful thing to shove the dagger
In your own gut
When others try and sew the wounds
You create

But you
Will
Never
See
Yourself
How
They
See you

You will
Always
See
Yourself
How
You
       Think
Others
See you

Freedom
We all want it.

beneath my lungs

i need a moment
some time to figure it out

youll never give me a moment
i know

because moments become minutes
minutes become hours
hours become days

and a day too many could destroy
everything we worked for

i need to know
the sensation in my chest isnt my own doing

i need to know that beneath my lungs you are there
waiting
patiently

but i may never know
and that hurts the most