The Window To My Soul

The window to my soul is

open like the goal that I

want to achieve towards

but my mind swirls with the

thoughts of true utter pain.

How come I feel so numb?

Yet I feel everything at

the same time of feeling

like I am a crumb that is

brushed aside and not worth

the effort of being truly loved.

The window to my soul is

being crushed by the outside

world that keeps crashing apart

and nothing can stop this hell

that I am drowning inside of.