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Emptiness

Why does this emptiness occupy so much space, why do i feel alone and not understood when  you love me so, how can i count the ways of hurt and suffering that i feel witch drowns me day after day, i feel as though im standing yet falling down, under the pain of water and as i look up to the shalow top there is no one there looking nor reaching for me.

AN acurate answer or account would be more than just a simple task of allow me to do my part. left to prepare my own celebration when i dont have too, or should not have too, cancel is what i should have stuck with, im not in the right mind set to go thru with it as it is,

No justice no peace, all for one and one for all!  i can not imagine the opposite scope i dont have what i need, for i am not complete i feel, i feel more that i ever have before how ever what i feel is pain and its strong much like a sledge hammer on a heart. if i had to guess on how a rat feels after its intrapment, i woould advocate aginst it.

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