I Still Believe. Poem by matt hartwell

How could you run from this,
get out or ill start to break.
It’s this dwelling of numb abyss
that i can’t take its this feeling
of a broken hearts stinging
.. that i can’t fake.

When did it become so apparent
that you’d didn’t care?
When did everything start feeling worthless
and not good enough?
This numb is stinging my feet
as i walk away from you.
I’ll take your pain and suffering.

The walls are cracking into the beams.
I remember how I used to tear up
my hands screaming for you to hear.
Each hole in my wall
names another broken hope.

All these names becoming one hollow soul.
I cant remember who you are.
and I'm forgetting who i was.
don't fall into love too soon.
Stay away for in fear of what it does.
I hate those memories.

The times when you were you.
But i wasn't me.
I wanted to be something fake
something that wasn't true.
I tried to lay in a chalk line
drawn by all of you.


Nothings gone right
I've only gotten hurt.

What I've become
I'snt worth your smile.
I've become someone
with some self worth,
Someone changed.


The thing is you don't really care.
It's not the dreams that you share
it's the fears that you don't dare.

I tried to give you everything
that wasn't fair.
Not the lies or truth,
its seeing you fall into his lips
That i cant bare.


These words are numbing to my fingers.
They take away the sting.