Open Heart...Closed Lips

Heart bursting with emotions...
My face refuses to show...
Thoughts racing
......brake......
My lips don't have the courage to say.
It's a burning pain,
like phenol dripping down my skin.
I am a torch.
But you can't tell.

"It's all a role we play really."
So why not just say whatever the fuck it is we really feel.

Because then it just makes this all too damn real.
Hurt is invisible when we are playing pretend.
So........I smile.

I've Decided...

I am saving up because I have to go to Italy.

I absolutely and positively have to.