Sewn Shut

I’m too stressed to speak, I’m too stressed to breathe, With every breath I take I feel like I’m dying slowly. I feel captivated by the pain and silence As I sit here and listen to the pure silence of our relationship. This relationship seems as if it’s dying as slowly as I am At times I doubt that I can go on, but something inside me tells me to stop. Stop doubting it, Stop questioning it, The pain is overwhelming and with every tear I shed the questions start to swell. As my vision blurs my love for you is doubted Will this love be strong enough to stand the lengths of time? I ask myself this everyday and I feel like I’m losing my one and only love I once said you completed me but now it feels as if I have lost myself Lost myself in the wrath of the silence that chokes me fiercely I don’t want to loose you, but these questions aren’t being answered and I fear the inevitable will surely happen. I’m sorry my true love Adam.