For years now I’ve slowly broken, yet you hadn’t noticed.

I try to keep composure to paint the pretty picture of a lovely life; crumbling deep inside.

I walk through my days wearing discontent like perfume, to no avail.

Never do words of concern pour from your lips.  Assuming a perfect life is being portrayed for even your eyes.

Shattering at your feet, I can bear no more.  Slowly sinking farther away, you see nothing.

My soul aches.  There is no joy left to give.

I ask of you, please let me go.  Let me breathe in a place that makes me feel alive again.

For now, I just need to breathe.