Temporary Relief.

this probably doesnt make sense, oh well. i just wrote as it came into my head.

Temporary Relief.

i am sorry for thinking it was real and now i know nothing is real.
even love is fake.
nothing ever saves people..
its only temporary relief.

the pain is stupid.
i hate it, i dont want it.
i didnt even cause it.

what does my mind want from me?
its never going to get it.
i need to create a wall around me so i cant get out.

it isnt a game with my mind
that i am playing
i dont want to look into the mirror any longer,
i dont see myself anymore

another girl; mind & soul & flesh being me
but not feeling it.
for all of the pain that i put my 'ghost' in everytime i smile
thinking about the relief just makes me wanna scream happiness into a rainbow.

this girl isnt dying today.
nor is this ghost hidden inside.
so you'll find her tomorrow.

Aww, depressing.

I really liked that.