Whispers

no sleep, can't eat wont think nor walk, I don't want to breath, or believe I wish I could feel something, but all I feel is empty and alone how can this moment be true when all I hear is ice in your tone this sickens me to my bone, my innermost core from me, this baby was tore to think of all the days I speant wishing, praying but now look at the price im paying how is this justified, for you have sucked the honey out of life so sweet and hurt the flower so it could never be whole again what made you so mad, in what way did I sin did he or she hear your call and decided you were better after all, was I that bad, that I didn't deserve this child am I that worthless that I can't care for this baby, this question drives me mad, and I now know the real meaning of crazy, now my life will soon crumble, and my memories will become hazy