The light is dimming. <br />I'm getting weaker. <br />My breathing gets harder at every breath. <br />harder. <br />Now harder. <br />People around me. <br />I think. <br />Otherwise angels <br />or demons. <br />I can't tell. <br />I don't care. <br />Tell me you love me, <br />and that everything will be alright between you and me. <br />That we can be friends again. <br />That you don't love her. <br />It just might be my life. <br />I feel my body hit the ground. <br />People, <br />angels, <br />demons, <br />what ever they are, <br />yelling or maybe talking. <br />I don't know. <br />You just don't say anything. <br />You only sit there, <br />not knowing anything that's happening to me. <br />My heart skips a beat. <br />Another. <br />And before I know it, <br />my life falls to pieces.<br /><br />True Pixie ...Smith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/emo-tional-pain/
