Šárka Matoušková

Šárka Matoušková

Šárka Matoušková
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Betrayal has stolen me from me. I can't explain how someone's love has destroyed me so that I feel like a shadow of who I once was. I can't explain why you can't look me in the eye with affection when it's all I need. And I wonder if hopelessness has overcome me in a web of deceit from which I cannot untangle myself. Webs floating off my face and finger so long after I've passed through it. It shouldn't still hurt so much. Tell that to the ghost of me.

And it hurts that I can't be what everyone else wants or what anyone needs. And it hurts that I can't be what I want or what I need. Because I'm not enough and won't be enough. And I'll never be close to enough and I'm just so damn tired