Minutes,
Hours,
Days,
Weeks,
Months....
I notice changes in you
you ask me things I once denied too
When I wish I could start over, life/ reality isn't like that
But you know that don't you?

I feel like I'm trying and not getting through
the way I feel about you no matter what
no matter how depressed, angry, distant I may seem and feel
I love you too much to tell you how I may feel, afraid I'll continue to lose you
and never come to see how distant we have become

My tears
My screams
These are all I feel right now
some could say 'oh she'll get over her depression for it is only for awhile..'
but for me this depression and on-going feeling isn't relenting any time soon

Notice this
for I write it for you
for you to see that when you once said you felt like eveything you did-
all those months ago how it never
really got through?
Well I feel that way now
and know I never will understand how you got through that time at all

My tears
My screams
These are all I feel right now

I feel ruined
but once in a while
don't we all?

My tears  are no longer spilling
My screams are no longer splitting the silence
for I am in an infinite tunnel one I see is as hard as steel and as long
as the 4 walled room I'm in
I'm not moving forward or backward...

I'm suffering in the present by every..

Minute
Hour
Day
Week
and
Month