Everything is dimmer..
but more vivid at the same time...
Your ribs shrink and suffocate your lungs,
And your heart is enlarged so that you can feel every beat, every stutter, every ache
You can no longer breathe properly,
You cant speak without gasping for more air,
The tears stream down like a knife running across your face with the sharpness of words,
Your legs grow tired, and your mind weary,
The attention span of a five year old excells that of your own during this time.
You cant sit still,
But You cannot move,
You dare not speak,
But cannot keep quiet,
You refuse to cry
As tears stream down your face,
You reject all pain
As your heart tears itelf through your chest.
You are incapable of heart ache,
As you struggle to retreive your heart from their hands, where you left it by accident...
Everyone denies it when asked,
but Everyone know what it is...
They know the feeling.
Thats why these words stick out to you.
You know the loss, the confusion,
The heart ache, The tears,
the sharpness, the distraction,
the hurt, the betrayal,
The hope, the despair,
the consistancy of inaccuracy,
that causes heart ache...
We know it.. but avoid it..
So I avoid it no longer.
Come and get me, that lovely feeling of heart ache...
I've got nothing left to hide from you now...