Still pretending...

You’re still hurting, don’t pretend.
I can see the glow from your eyes fading into dim light bulbs.
Color fades away to a dull shade.
Drowning in the feeling of being alone.
Not knowing what to do you bottle your feelings, letting the pain bubble in your gut with seething rage desperate for release can’t hold it in any longer.
The anger and pain finally escapes leading towards a horrible ending of one’s body.
There is another way if only your mind seem to break free from all the pain that seems to hurt you, hanging onto hope.
It’s all you have left.
Confidence, loyalty has been lacking my mind.
Don’t do this now, I need more time.
Time to figure things out.
Time to make up my mind.
I just want to make you mine.