im so blank.
so numb.
so confused.
even though i felt sleep draw me close to its warm embrace last night i couldnt seem to completely fall into the comforting darkness. needless to say it was a night without sleep and full of thinking thoughts that were never fully there to be dwelled upon; replaced by yet another that only made the numbing circle become wider.
if you were to really look into my eyes you would see the pain that forces its way through me, making me wince each time a thought and the pain would combine but never letting me know exactly what caused the extremities.
if you were to really hear the words from my mouth you would hear the pain that slowly eats me away, being replaced by the growing numbness caused by seemingly eternal unidentifiable thoughts.
if you were to pay attention you would know just how much pain i am in by the things unknown to me; growing each hour as the thoughts become more rampant in their quest to make me crumble and fall in a grace of pure depression.
and all i asked for was to be noticed
and all i asked for was to be loved
and all i asked for was to be respected
is it truely too much to ask for?