Shallow Breathing

I'm not ready, I'm not willing to open up again. Let these words fall on the deafest of ears. I'm not ready to do this all again. I swear this is the end of me.

All the times past I saw signs.
Wishing I could be on time.
Grasping for your hands.
Losing all my friends.

Take a picture of all I've lost.
Place it inside a black box.
Never open it for my best looks are taking calls.

I'm not ready I'm not willing to start this all again. No exceptions I feel dead. I'm not ready for this happiness to happen again.

I'll never be ready.
I'll never be happy.
I'll never be over all this pain.

I'll never be steady.
I'll never be glad to be
In this hole with you.

Take notes of all my worries, please.
Let the wind out of these sheets.
Shake off this dust and let me be.
I'll never wake up, I'm lost at sea.

I'm not ready I'll not willing to open up again. My heart is weak and faltering. I'm not ready for this next day. I swear this is the end.