I still hope that you lied to me.

Because if you did, then it means my mind isn’t lying.

I feel so defenceless against uncontrollable circumstances.

Trying to swim to the surface just so I can take that deep breath you deny me.

I’m motionless hanging onto my hope, begging my soul just to cope with this empty mess.

I’ve never been able to handle too much stress. But because of you, I’m bleeding constantly.

It feels like my heart was stolen.