~

I sit alone
and choke on my dissapointment.
I told myself it was nothing,
but did my heart listen?
No, and yet it pleads innocent, the traitor.
Now I feel trapped
by my own feelings;
to others a trifle,
to me the world.
But a few hours ago
the world was full of hope,
Now?
I am crushed,
lying under the
heavy weight of dissapointment
and loneliness
I'm crushed for the stupidest (most stupid?)
reason,
yet
I
can't
help
wanting
to cry.