I do not belong to me anymore.
I cannot see the future that no longer lives in my eyes.
I keep breathing and one day I will stop.
I try to make it through the next day, praying that my heart will stop.
I remember a time when I dream about it all.
I remember the idea that love was the goal.
I think about the days that made me feel free.
Then my thoughts turn to just me.
A person who is worthless to a tree.
A person that just cannot be.
Misconception 