Barbed wire

Barbed Wire
Emotions flow like blood thru my veins, giving life that is little more than a series of growin pains and lessons learned, and LOVE? Love is spurned in my eyes because it fails to supply that for which I long for, crave, desire. Negligence is heartaches supplier, and my heart is strung out. My arms itch, waiting for that next fix. My eyes constantly twitch, switching from face to face, anxiously looking for you among the crowd. Ears are decieved in hearing your voice, nose no longer knows that distinct scent that is you, cold turkey is the only way I'll get thru. Lock my heart away, in a room with no windows and no doors, a mat of misery on the cold floor, cover my face in a blanket of pain, feed me bowls of stale memories and shame. Brainwash me into forgeting their names, The high is no longer the same. Finally outta the game I no longer pretend to have a different last name, put to end the perpetuation of insanity. There is no "WE", there never was, there is only ME. A solitary shadow forgoten by the sun. With Nowhere to run I succomb to loneliness and sorrow, drink a cup of bitter tomorrows and stale todays. The days blend like mud in a river that has overflowed its banks, and who have I to thank for this surge of emotion, this drowning ocean of tears, this never ending nightmare of heartache and fear? You....and you....and yes, you. The ones who promised to be there, falsifying feeling that created a fraudulent hope that left me feeling forsaken, forgotten and forlorn. How long will my heart hang from barbed wire? Afraid to take a breath, scared to death of the spikes of indifference, insecurities and anxieties that puncture its tender flesh. I sit and I ponder death.....how much different is the physical, if my heart has already taken its last breath....