I woke up feeling empty, missing something I quite never had.
I got up and carried on with my day wishing for something that didn't make me feel empty but I couldn't think of anything so I gave up. I tried to focus on something else and it worked.
I was happy for the time being but the world seemed to decide that I shouldn't be: insecure as alway, I only needed a few words to eat me up from the inside out. I had been feeling alright, and even daring to like myself a bit more than usual, and any other day, I'd probably laugh it off and push it to the back of my mind to be ignored or forgotten. Today I couldn't do it, and now... now, all I said
At the edge of heart break
A solo tear runs down my cheek
My chest tightens
Filled with sadness
My heart is a bomb
Ready to blow
At the edge of heart break
Im never alone
NO
My friends are there
For me
By my side
Till the end