Distractions

My distractions just aren't working any more. I just can't escape it. I already see the shine on the blade as it drives it self under my skin and into my chest. Looking for the source of this pain until it comes across a beating heart. "thump thump thump". I found it.

A locked heart

Once a heart is broken it can never be fixed only glued together with substandard glue and every time it breaks it shatters into smaller pieces. So we try to shield ourselves from the world. We barracked the doors and lock the windows but it’s only in the dark hours of the night when we’re between the conscious and unconscious the world breaks through. Then in a rush before you even realise what’s happened all your defences break and you find yourself sobbing. And guess what? You’re out of glue.

Energy

Do you believe energy can't be made or destroyed? Well I believe emotions are a form of energy. They can't be destroyed they can't be made. I also believe this form of energy can't be interchanged and when you feel something you've stolen that feeling from someone else. I finally feel happy, happier than I have in years. But I'm not the one that should be feeling this happiness, I don't deserve this kind of joy.