from the inside

I'm not dumb enough to believe I am as strong as I like to believe..

I can recognize the moments when I'm the weakest person alive.

I see myself being pulled apart by strings attached to my heart.

Are the ones I love...the ones pulling the ends?

If I could only cut them out, I wish I could cut myself free.

I can't stand... you're pulling too tight

I can't pull myself together...from falling apart.

I'm dying, trying to recover... to recover whats left of my soul.

Are you completely unaware?

Are you completely unaware of the power you hold, that you're killing me?

My ribs are crushing from your pulling..

There goes the breath from my lungs, my hearts almost on the outside now...

I'm laying here begging pleading, clawing the space around me.. Struggling for air...

There you are your hands around my neck, trying to finish the job...

Did I hear you laughing?