Sunday, June 12, 2016

Make It Stop.

I saw it.
The beautiful.
Luxury clothes.
I wore.
With a smile.

But it was only.

For a moment.
The depth.
Of pain.
I felt.

It's always.

Like this.
Isn't it?
Dream.
Wake up.

I asked for.

Forgiveness.
For the way.
I am.
What I have become.

Thinking.

Switching gears.
Doesn't help.
There is no off button.
Never will be.

I cry. 

And I cry.
Till I can't anymore.
I can't do it.
Make it stop.

The feelings.

I have.
Are going away.
Please.
Make it stop.

Please.

I beg of you.
The pain.
The loathsome.
Make it stop.