Emotion

I'm talking about my life, it's broken, I'm finished. 

I had hope to be with you to make you happy, I had hope to guide you and love you to bring peace to your troubled soul, I had hope for a future, I had hope that you would want me forever, I had hope that my life had purpose, I had hope that he would be my little guy, I had hope for a home we spoke of building, I had hope that our lives would forever be one. so much hope.

I'm now stranded I don't see myself, I don't see a future, I don't see support, you are the person I think to speak to about everything, the only one that knows me. 

I wake up crying, I fall asleep crying. In between is a blur of fake smiles and stupid conversations that mean nothing.

There is nothing left, hollow, I'm just meaningless. I have no hope for tomorrow. 

I used to see your scars, I used to pick up your pieces, I used to patch your troubles together with kisses, I used to share every pain you had. Understand that it all transferred, I am now scarred, in pieces, troubled, pained, and I have nobody to patch any of it together.