Launchorasince 2014
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breaking

Did you ever wonder why I chose him?

Not because he's handsome or rich or something

but because he showed he cared for me more than anything

after all the traumas I've been suffering

He helped heal the lines on my wrist.

and now I'm breaking, again

And I'm breaking because I'm breaking up with him

The him who showed that god is true

The him who accepted the cold room inside my Ice heart

The him who showed me that I'm worth saving

The him I'm in love with but I'm breaking up with

And now in this dark room, I'm back again

The agony and pain of seeing a tomorrow without him

My curtains are shut, and darkness envelops this room

the shear fear of judgment and being alone will be back.

But I hope that he knows I'm doing what's best for him

And if they think they're doing what's best for me, they aren't 

because everyday I'll wake up but still asleep

everyday I'll move like I'm living but I already died.

And if having a daughter who's dead inside is what they want to live with.

Then, I'm giving them what they're asking for.

I'm going to live like a robot.

I'm going to wake up every morning without having the thoughts faking a smile because nobody would see again.

And the only reason that I'll be waking up is because I'll be looking forward to getting out of their life.

to this life

The life I never wanted.