This is what inspiration does to me...

I hate how you play games,
This game that I call love.
Its blinded me,
And breaking me inside.

Every step I take is,
Moving me forward.
But it seems as thought,
My mind is in the past.

My mind desires peace,
Peace from all this misery,
Because i fought through it all,
But now i give up.

Heads or tails, I flip a coin,
Deciding right from wrong.
Inside my head I think,
Is there a way out?

Every time i try to mend my heart,
It slips from my hands,
It falls to the ground,
And shatters all over again.


--My friend showed me this poem and it inspired me to write this. Isn't this so sad?
Inspiration really hits me deep. :]