Crazy

The air is so cold.
In a world that fails to see things from my view.
I'm stuck in something.
I've never had this feeling.
It's all new.
It has me scattered.
I'm all over.
Like shattered glass.
Depending on light to show my shine so that it may reveal my uniqueness.
I keep being told I should fear the consequences.
Of not giving up on what I know I should.
But how could I.
When I can't imagine life without the one I feel for.
I'm strung out, going crazy.
I've had a sip of her tea & now I want more.
It seems to cause harm to my body but i'm addicted to what she does to me.
People pray that I find my way & when I do that I come out alive.
Even tho I tell them that I feel just fine.
Because they see my path is unclear.
But everything they say, I don't hear.
Because they don't know how I feel when she's not here.
I want to cry.
I don't want to try.
I'm so confident in myself that i'm her one.
That I can't accept the fact that we're done.
This isn't fun.
The odds of our coming together again are slim to none.
But I can't imagine being without.
I'm not alive if we're not sharing lives.
My mind is losing the fight against my heart.
It wants what it wants & doesn't care about the pain it has to endure.
Because it's so certain that the love her & I shared was so pure.
But how could something good cause me to go mad.
This is all bad.
I'm a disaster & it's all because of her.
All I need is her of every second, of every minute, of everyday.
When all she needs is to be away.
And it drives me insane.
I know she doesn't mean to hurt me.
She doesn't even know that she is hurting me.
Honestly, I think it's "I" who is hurting me.
It is "I" that is making me crazy...