Confessions of a Tattooed Soul

I've got a lot on my mind.

Friday, June 11, 2010

Broken down

I go to bed, but I do not sleep.
My head hangs heavy above my heart.
The pain so intense
I no longer feel.
Broken down and tear stained cheeks
Blood shot eyes, I hide my face.
You can see my pain but you cannot feel
How deep the wound
that will not heal.

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