it feels just like bleeding
like you’re slowly dying
and as you are crying,
hiding, alone at night
you and that fearsome thing,
praying that you could feel something
other than pure, plain sadness
what really comes to your mind is
will i ever be happy again?
will all of this ever come to an end?
and your friends, they don’t know
but how could they?
when you’re still all sunshine when you meet
but then you get alone and feels like
you’re not important and
you can’t get back on your feet
and sometimes you just want to scream to the world
and tell someone,
and say ‘’no more’’
but the thing, it keeps saying that you don’t matter
so you believe it and close that door
you be good and quiet
and tell no one about it
and feel empty and doomed
wondering how can you heal
a bleeding with no wound?