She just sat there,
no smile,
no sparkle iin her eyes,
nothing.
She wasn't happy,
but she wasn;t sad either.
She was numb.
You see,
when you've been hurt enough times,
that's all there is left.
As if you're physically there,
but your soul was just watching.
You can't say anything.
You can't do anything.
You're just, t h e r e.
I guess you can't really understand until
it hapens to you,
and that's the worst part.
No one truley understands.
You're basically numb,
until you're in bed at night,
middle of the night,
just laying there,
still numb,
and your mind starts to wander..
all the things you've messed up on,
every mistake,
every time someone's called you a name,
the pain is worse than emotional..
you begin feeling physical pain.
You don't know what to do to make it stop.
You lay there clutching your chest,
tangled up in the blankets,
your music's hopefully playing louder than your muffled whimpers..
I guess it all depends how strong you are mentally,
of what happens next..