Do you know what it’s like being in solitary confinement?
Just the feeling?
I know you don’t
But I do because you’ve put me through it
When one is deprived of
Sunshine
The external environment
Human interaction
When one is treated like a caged animal
Like they don’t deserve to live
Like they live on loaned air
And the only right they have is of them being alive or dead
What’s the point in living anyway?
What’s the point in fighting so hard for someone you know you’ll never have?
In holding onto a love that already faded?
In listening to love songs when you know you’ll never have love?
What’s the point in breathing?
When the only breath I want to feel is yours in my ear
Is there a point in longing to get out?
In wishing to see the rest of the world?
I’d rather not live
Than live to see another day in a world where you aren’t with me
I’d rather stay in here if I have to
And be insane
Go mental
Than leave and be constantly tortured by the image of you with her
Do you even know what it does to me?
To my soul?
You probably don’t
Because you can’t understand something you’ve never felt
You can’t comprehend something you never knew
It truly is detrimental in here
But it’s a price I’m willing to pay
In hope that you’ll be mine again
Even if that little candle of hope is slowly burning out
And soon all this will just be some stupid history and I’ll be the foolish persona
