I’m torn.
I’m broken.
I simply cannot go on.
I have tried and tried, and my soul is gone.
Another day I wish I could go.
Another day I am stuck where I just do not belong.
Yet, this has become my home.
A place that holds my secrets.
That will never lie in my grave.
Lonely is the only place I seem to be.
I must go on because tomorrow is not promise.
Though this is one promise that I want to be broken.
Misconception 